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letra de lots of love - tune;static & ak tarantino

[intro: ak tarantino]
i gave you lots of love, still babe, it wasn’t enough
i gave you lots of love, still babe, it wasn’t enough
i gave you lots of love, still babe, it wasn’t enough
uh-huh, i took the [?], huh, still [?], mmm

[verse 1: ak tarantino]
ah, ah
she ain’t for me, then i’m passin’, i’m on my deuce
you ain’t havin’ ’round this b-tch, rubber banded up my louis v wallet up too
b-tch, i’m passin’ like ‘bron and luca, second one made it to graduation
f-ck bein’ a college student, uh, they all [?] on the loop (uh-huh)
tried to solve problems with you
f-ck tryna love when i know that your love isn’t true
it’s a hard pill to swallow, i almost fall over
i’m slumped off a bottle of juice
i carry that stick like my eyes don’t work
i handle that bread like a drive-thru worker
you stick to the script, puttin’ rhymes on words
our love ain’t stick ’cause [?] ain’t worth it
dumb ass hoe, you a trash man
“f the industry” bag on me
still swag more than your last man
and i still rap better than your big homie
brother, don’t think sh-t sweet
i can pop that with a [?]
make a b-tch drop to her knees
i’ma blow the block down with my lil’ homie
[verse 2: jacque lorraine]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
f-ck what the mandem said
i put a score on your best man head
big boy, feelin’ like batman, man
boy stay lame, where you at, young man?
f-ck that, kid, can’t type, need action
runnin’ up sticks in a hype beast mansion
put me on blast, [?] i see mentions
you ain’t goin’ live, but you cap in them captions
i been livin’ life real slow
for the last three years, they been gettin’ on joe
“put me on, twin, yeah, put me on, bro”
i ain’t puttin’ you sh-tty ass b-tches on, no
fact of the matter that many of y’all know
i been savin’ that sh-t the minute y’all blow
keep that sh-t with any and all jokes
i been workin’ too hard for any of y’all blokes
keep it a bean with a youngin’, i’m through what i spoke
double c’s in the luggage, i pull up what i own
color flea like bugs, you swear that you not broke
[?] chillin’ in my home

[outro: jacque lorraine]
get the f-ck outta my way, yeah
[?] get f-ck outta my way
i’m doin’ the best, not sayin’
money got time, the money i
cookin’ with the [?]
money came back, i put that sh-t on a lamb

- tunestatic ak tarantino

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