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letra de love drugs sex - yung keeta

[pre-chorus]
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x

[chorus]
i’m off these drugs so i can’t see
she wanna f-ck, baby come with me
you got me hooked bae i can’t leave
maybe there’s some things you don’t need
babe i know nothing oh my[?]
you don’t get nothing who is he?
better be bluffin’ he gon’ die ’cause i’m not bluffin’ ’bout this heat

[verse 1]
drugs, s-x, money
only thing i need so keep that sh-t coming
i keep ’em behind me he broke and he bummin’
he think we compеtin’ he must be a dummy
can’t evеr complete it the reason i’m runnin’
why is you lyin’ the f-ck is you frontin’
whenever you need it you call me i’m comin’
i’m in your tv b-tch and i’m stuntin’
savoring every second in here
uppin’ that sh-t feel like heaven in here
it’s n0body makin’ me feel just like this
so baby with you it’s not up in the air
oh-oh, if anyone else wanna try i probably just wouldn’t have cared
oh-oh, step in the crib number 9 i’m watchin’ ’em all as they stare
i got your boy in my reticle
catchin’ that boy at the festival
lettin’ him go, turn him to a vegetable
b-tch they smokin’ medical
no sleep whats a schedule girl
done ’em boy you minimal
you a fat ass you federal
[verse 2, 3nvy]
b-tch the feelin’ is mutual i love drugs s-x, what you tryna do
you’re my love when i’m inside of you
like blind spot, me to the side of you
those pills baby [?]
[?] assh0l- i ain’t one of ’em
lost in my passion doing too many drugs
and i just needed love
love drugs s-x, drugs, drugs
wasn’t getting right from the start
lost you right in la hurt my heart
the games that you play turn me off
[?] been just myself i can see [?]
dead bullets straight to the dome
i’m off these drugs laying dead in my home

[pre-chorus]
drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
love drugs s-x
[chorus]
i’m off these drugs so i can’t see
she wanna f-ck, baby come with me
you got me hooked bae i can’t leave
maybe there’s some things you don’t need
babe i know nothing oh my[?]
you don’t get nothing who is he?
better be bluffin’ he gon’ die ’cause i’m not bluffin’ ’bout this heat

- yung keeta

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