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letra de i love my bitch - reese laflare, omari shakir & key!

[intro: reese laflare]
yeah
woah, been had boyz, yeah
that’s my b-tch (that’s my b-tch), i get active (i get active)
that’s my b-tch (that’s my b-tch), woah, woah (woah)

[chorus: reese laflare]
i get active ’bout my b-tch (fo’ sho’), my b-tch love me back (ayy)
i said “ayy, baby, you toxic,” she look back, said “facts” (facts)
but i’m still slidin’ ’bout my b-tch (i slide), i lie to my b-tch (know i do that)
spoil my lil’ b-tch and she’ll still slime her a b-tch (slime)
my girl, she not basic, she like prada, chane’ne’
everyday a payday, she pull up, kick it like pelé
she send me screenshots, texts (what else?), snapchats and captions (ayy)
she gon’ text “hey boo,” i text back and say “hey you” (hey you)

[verse 1: reese laflare]
sign my autographs in cursive, my b-tch know that i’m perfect (perfect)
ooh, she pop it like a perky, i splashed in it, i go surfing
we get fitted up from paris, we not shoppin’ at no urban (nope)
she got faded and start slurrin’, watch yo’ back t–th, girl, that hurtin’ (ouch)

[refrain: reese laflare]
ooh, i love my b-tch, i slide for my b-tch
ooh, i love my b-tch, i ride for my b-tch
ooh, i love my b-tch, i lie for my b-tch
ooh, i love that b-tch, i get active ’bout my b-tch
[verse 2: omari shakir]
her p-ssy is from god, when i’m in it i say “church”
she gotta use a vibrator and d-ck just to squirt
perfect, i give her hard d-ck, she deserve it, ice cream, no soft serve it
’bout this p-ssy, i’m perchin’, ’bout this p-ssy, i’m perchin’
brr, skin like cinnamon (cinnamon)
she want it by many men (want it by), baby, let me hit again (baby, let me, what)
she freaky, wanna bring a friend, she freaky, wanna bring a what? (freaky, wanna bring a who?)
young girl brought a homegirl, they were in their own worlds
scratch marks on my shoulder, wake up s-x like folger’s
she cold but i’m colder, vvs like polar

[verse 3: key!]
fam, a fool, me or you
[?] and a [?], n-gga, f-ck you
beat his ass, i was in a good mood
k!ll his ass, i was just playin’
my b-tch is accomplished, she had a lil’ baby, a [?]
i love you, she suck my soul, demons (okay)
hold up, n-gga, that’s my b-tch, hold up, n-gga, that’s my b-tch
that’s how y’all n-ggas be sounding, they gotta get money there’s no way around it
back in the group home, pshh, y’all n-ggas sleep, pshh, ayy
my chick spoiled, okay, my b-tch sheep

[chorus: reese laflare]
i get active ’bout my b-tch (fo’ sho’), my b-tch love me back (ayy)
i said “ayy, baby, you toxic,” she look back, said “facts” (facts)
but i’m still slidin’ ’bout my b-tch (i slide), i lie to my b-tch
spoil my lil’ b-tch and she’ll still slime her a b-tch
my girl, she not basic, she like prada, chane’ne’
everyday a payday, she pull up, kick it like pelé
she send me screenshots, texts (what else?), snapchats and captions (ayy)
she gon’ text “hey boo,” i text back and say “hey you” (hey you)

- reese laflare omari shakir key

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