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letra de loverboy's return - russell

[intro]
aye, yeah, yeah
show me where you at, yeah, yeah
kyle, you made that?

[verse 1]
young russell, big tipper on the one, lil baby
face the camera when i ask ya, “who you love lil baby?”
aye, i’ma trick it til i’m done, lil baby
we might end up having a daughter or a son, lil baby
loverboy, i don’t ever got to cat call sh-t
i make a scene, [?], i’m like “that’s all b-tch”
you tryna holla, she just look at you like back off kid
i keep it groovy, you can’t spend no f-ckin’ cash on this, aye
i look at my ops with a middle finger peace sign
never hit the party if i knew them b-tches b line
baddie with a fatty walked in from the east side
you might have to hold the door longer for her behind
sh-t is just way too big, i’m on some player sh-t
some [?] or [?], player sh-t
i’ve got to think thick
my b-tch and my money roll major thick
figures that make me sick
they stunt with no money, don’t pay for sh-t
i know the real, i’m surrounded by the facts
i’ve been working hard, i put my city on my back
she just said her body ready, show me where you at
break it down just like that

[chorus]
then it’s back to the money when the sun is out
she gon’ pop it, pop it, like i brought the ones out
mami body bangin’ like the gun is out
if you tryna hit it, better bring your funds out
all you wanna come and tall play your name, huh
i’ma beat it, i’ma tear it out the frame, huh
oh you love it when the boy gettin’ paid, huh
you gon’ pop it for me every single way, god d-mn

[verse 2]
aye, every single way, we in every single state
what’s your sign and your name, yeah
no shame, still young and untamed
i just walked in with a chick that look fresh off a runway, yeah
candy paint, d-ckies full of henney stains, yeah
ask me how the h-ll am i doing, can’t complain, oh
sent her home with a sweater from the gang
if you found out how we did it, you won’t look at her the same
still they talking out they lip, but they can’t say it to me up front
i ain’t gotta talk back, i got kush up in my lungs
i ain’t with the drama, bruh i’m here for all the fun
mama look at this young player i’ve become, aye
i know the real, i don’t gotta be with frauds
when i’m down to [?], baby i know who to call
got my sweat dripping from the window to the wall
now baby, let me give it all

[chorus]
and then it’s back to the money when the sun is out
she gon’ pop it, pop it, like i brought the ones out
mami body bangin’ like the gun is out
if you tryna hit it, better bring your funds out
all you wanna come and tall play your name, huh
i’ma beat it, i’ma tear it out the frame, huh
oh you love it when the boy gettin’ paid, huh
you gon’ pop it for me every single way, god d-mn

[outro: aimee osunduba]
daddy this ain’t free, f-ck you mean?
give me them shoes, that birken bag is mine
that coupe is mine and you gon’ give it all to me
you love me right? ha ha ha

- russell

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