Man, I luv this shit (man, I luv this shit)
Man, I luv this shit (man, I luv this shit)
Man, I luv this shit (man, I luv this shit)
Man, I luv this shit (man, I luv this shit)
[August Alsina]
A nigga back with this motherfuckin’ remix (remix)
And we about to kill this shit
See I went and got a little help
To get the whole club poppin’ like freaknic
Cause I got Rozay, a little Bombay, a little peach Ciroc and we faded
Soon as we step in, we got your chick, and yo’ chick, and yo’ chick
And I know you hate it
Cause we lining up the shots, yungin’ got the heat to make em’ pop
Soon as we hit the parking lot, then we see all the panties drop
Girl, ain’t no bitch nigga, no rich nigga, no snitch nigga
Yo’ bitch choosin’ on a real nigga, let her chill nigga
That’s real, cause I’m so fucked up, now I’m talking my shit
I’m way to high to be trippin’ like this
Niggas playing hard, bitches all on my dick
This is what you want, I’mma put it like this
Lay it down to the Aug, Trey and Chris remix
Say you luv it, you luv it, girl
You luv it, you luv it, girl
You luv it, say you luv it, girl
You luv it, better make you luv it, girl
Say you luv it, you luv it, girl
You luv it, you luv it, girl
You luv it, say you luv it, girl
You luv it, better make you luv it, girl
The way I fuck her, you would think I luv this bitch
I tell her keep on suckin’, girl get all this dick
And I’mma keep grinding, nigga try’na get rich
She tell me keep fuckin’, cause she luv this shit
(God damn it, I love it)
She said she just got her some titties
(She said she just got her some titties)
Can’t wait till’ I come to her city
(Can’t wait till’ I come to her city)
I smoke till I choke and I’m dizzy
The liquors invading my kidneys
Been chillin’ and I feel like killin’ you niggas
Bitches been missing me lately
They love it when I talk to em’ crazy
Suck a nigga dick, do it with alot of spit
Let it drip, yeah catch my babies
Ohhh, that’s my baby, just do it like you care
Girl don’t worry bout’ your hair’s fucked up
‘Cause I’m pullin’ it like this
Your man’s fucked up, he don’t do you like this
Feels so good that a nigga might kiss
If you ask her she gon’ tell you like this
God damn it
She loves it, she loves it
She loves it, she loves it
God damn it
She loves it, she loves it
She loves it, she loves it
So I’mma keep on fucking like I luv this bitch
Imma keep her bussin’, cause she luv this dick
Imma keep stuntin’, cause I luv bein’ rich
Imma keep doin’, and I does this shit
God damn it, I luv it
She said make luv, just make luv, just make luv to me
Right now, and she want to try some new shit
She said when I kiss it, go and sing to her
Like this : Laa-laa laa-laa laa (laa-laa laa-laa laa)
Don’t need full conversation
All we doin’ is licking, and fucking, and touching
Your booty be speaking another language (ooh, yeah…)
This real life to his fake shit, bottles in the air
I’m faded, drinking
I’m so fucked up, now I’m talking my shit
I’m so bossed up, I be talking like Rich
Niggas they know, bitches all on my dick
Baby when we play, put this song on replay
She like “Ooh, that’s my shit”
And I luv it, I luv it
I luv it, I, god damn it
I luv you baby, I luv it
I luv it, I…
I’m gon’ luv her better, cause her man ain’t shit
And I’mma keep on strokin’, cause she luv this dick
And I’mma keep on lickin’, cause she luv it
She tell me keep fuckin, cause she luv this shit
And I luv it…
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