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letra de loving it - propheci

[intro]
aye (grr)
4ea up in this b-tch, you know (bah)
yeah, you know i’m lovin’ it
d-mn haven, you did this sh-t?
aye, aye

[chorus]
shawty on top and i’m getting that sh-t
aye, you know i’m lovin’ it
she finna suck on the tip, she lovin’ it (grr)
that b-tch can do a great split, i’m lovin’ it (bow)
hop in the back and i’m starting that sh-t
you know i’m thuggin’ it
swervin’ the lanes, not ’bout a run on it (grr)
countin’ the cash, gotta love stackin’ it (bow)
[verse 1]
you know who’s lackin’? not gonna be me (aye)
brought out the mac and the black suv (okay)
we storin’ the cash in the back of the evo (evo)
good luck tryna find me b-tch they call me nemo (uh-huh)
don’t know where to look, she said “that’s deep bro” (okay)
i’m tryna get high, i need me a pre-roll (okay)
fill up the large cup and then mix it with tito’s
i’m tryna get faded and say “who’s he bro?” (woah, ayе)
we gotta go
dip out of the party and go to next door (ayе)
fill up the lobby with all of my bros (uh)
we make this party go up in buff smokes (yeah)
it’s freezing, it’s breezy, just look at my ice (ice)
she pretty, she litty, she everything nice (nice)
she ain’t from new york but she hittin’ it right
new j’s on her feet, she finna take flight

[chorus]
shawty on top and i’m getting that sh-t (uh-huh, yessir)
aye, you know i’m lovin’ it (aye)
she finna suck on the tip, she lovin’ it (yuh)
that b-tch can do a great split, i’m lovin’ it (aye)
hop in the back and i’m starting that sh-t (uh-huh, okay)
you know i’m thuggin’ it
swervin’ the lanes, not ’bout a run on it
countin’ the cash, gotta love stackin’ it
[verse 2]
hit from the back, she know that i’m clappin’ it
i got the money and racks, i’m stackin’ it
i make her wetter, lil ant do it better (aye)
she lookin for me, i ain’t tryna go get her
just know that i’m grindin’ to make a few figures
i’ll make it one day, i know i’m a winner
mom ain’t raise no b-tch yeah you know i’m a sinner (uh)
’bout a hit up this b-tch and then take her to dinner (okay)
if you run up on me i’ll write down your name (aye)
your death in my notes is making sane
4ea is the sh-t that i will claim
i’ll die for my brothers, no death is in vain
i’ll ride for my lovers, there is no great pain
you see me out here, i’m doing my thing
passin’ your shawty right back to the gang
this sh-t goin’ crazy, she yelling my name (aye)

[chorus]
shawty on top and i’m getting that sh-t (aye)
you know i’m lovin’ it (okay)
she finna suck on the tip, she lovin’ it (uh-huh)
that b-tch can do a great split, i’m lovin’ it (okay)
hop in the back and i’m starting that sh-t (i’m starting that sh-t)
you know i’m thuggin’ it
swervin’ the lanes, not ’bout a run on it (okay)
countin’ the cash, gotta love stackin’ it

- propheci

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