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letra de love tonight - nle choppa

[intro]
dj kid, that’s a hit for sure
nle the top shotta
yeah, ay, ay

[chorus]
i want some vibe, i want some love tonight
i wanna get high, roll the drugs tight
i’m lookin’ for a wife just board the flight
ignore the hype, i’m really nice, i might just be your type
your soul right [?]
you know you had some dark days, i’m just tryin’ to be your light
give you a shoulder to lean on
somethin’ you can feen on
might put your name up in my phone

[verse 1]
ayy, ay, protect your heart, it’s crucial
it might leave your soul damaged
n-ggas wanna miss you just to get up in your panties
i really care ’bout what you sayin’ and i like your standards
give me everything i need to grow and man up
ay, i need a gangster b-tch, i like that gangster sh-t
she likes this gangster d-ck, she say she can’t resist
you know i’m baggin’ b-tches, but its somethin’ ’bout you that’s different
lookin’ at you, i’m just imaging me kissing and [?]
put it all in your soul, put it all in your throat
is this really what you want, baby girl let me know
first off, you not a b-tch, you a woman (woah, woah, woah)
is you with me for my money or your wants
if them days ain’t turnin’ sunny can i call on you
i tell her push away the people that i love
i know i’m sent from above ’cause your pain runnin’ on
[bridge]
since your pain runnin’ on
nle the top shotta, got the bombs like al-qaeda
[?], yeah, yeah-

[verse 2]
ayy, hold my glock mom, don’t you see these n-ggas lurkin’
the ar in the car, if i pop it i’ll probably pull it
she tell me chill, she know i’m quick to show i ain’t no p-ssy
i tell her shut up, just make sure your chain [?]
need you to shoot with me, slang for me
up with me and bang with me
smoke some dope and aim with me
let’s talk about our first degree
but we ain’t gotta do that bae, that sh-ts if it come to that
show you how to hold it when they come and where to shoot at
listen to me ’cause i feel i been here before
prolly [?] if you slow it down and play it cool
but you bad mamma you put the roof
she got a fat [?] don’t know what to do with you (eh, eh, eh, woah)
[?] some blue strips on it when she slide on my toes
stripping behind closed doors, but bae you not a hoe
just make sure that i’m the only n-gga that’s gon’ see the [?]
put it all in your soul, put it all in your throat
is this really what you want, baby girl let me know-

- nle choppa

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