King Los - Love It lyrics

[King Los - Love It lyrics]

Ok

Ok now this one from the bottom I
Need no top on my Bentley
And no tops on these bitches
They give more top evidently
I'm not the type of nigga to
Put dames over my scrilla
I'm tryin' to get this change and
Fly a plane over my villa
Illa', fresha', cooler, smoother, doper
Chilla' is everything that I am and you
Mad cause you "no familia"
And boy I'm out that jungle
With them lions tigers bizz-ears
No lyin' when I'm flyin' I
Want my entire clique there
Would you like to let your hizz-air
Down and enjoy some champagne
Majuana? Patron and Ciroc don't stizz-op
So do your damn thing
Hey, anywho, hit me with your Jimmy Choo
If anything shorty we can get you any shoe
Yea you hella bad and your friend
She can get it too we can sip a few
Tell a nigga what you finna do
I'm dippin' through with my roof way back
Swag high like a nigga with a new Maybach
We can ride this bitch till the wheels
Fall off or the freeway crack
I'm a G laid black
True G shit girl spent two G's on Gucci shit
Swagged up from the hat to the kicks
My G I really do this shit

Oh, yes all my diamonds sexist
So don't no nigga touch it
And bitch don't watch my Rose
Cause those ain't in your budget
Now shorty bust it open
Like she want me to fuck it
And all these niggas hate it
But all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
I said all these bitches love it
And you don't have to like it
But you know how I does it
So love it, love it, love it

You know she like the boys
That hold the block down, creamed up
Something outside with the top down
Gleamed up
OG Kush by the pound when we lean up
And all these bitches love it
(all these) all these bitches love it

Oh yea all them niggas hate it
But all them niggas dated
And by that I mean outdated
I got all them niggas faded
Like a barber, I will son you
But you act more like a daughter
Bitch I'm farther
Just so far that I recorded this tomorrow
Just don't bother boy it's hopeless
I know I'm the dopest
Ever seen a swag so potent you could
Roll it up and smoke it
Chokin' on your hatred
We joke you for that fake shit
I almost owe my fame to those that
Don't want Los to make it nigga I'm the one
Can't a motherfucker test 'em
If I stood next to myself it
Would make the number eleven
If I'm standing next to you then
That would make the number ten
While I take this number two
My nigga thank you come again

Oh, yes all my diamonds sexist
So don't no nigga touch it
And bitch don't watch my Rose
Cause those ain't in your budget
Now shorty bust it open
Like she want me to fuck it
And all these niggas hate it
But all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
I said all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
Yea man all these bitches love it
And you don't have to like it
But you know how I does it
So love it, love it, love it

Oh, yes all my diamonds sexist
So don't no nigga touch it
And bitch don't watch my Rose
Cause those ain't in your budget
Now shorty bust it open
Like she want me to fuck it
And all these niggas hate it
But all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
I said all these bitches love it
All these bitches love it
Yea man all these bitches love it
And you don't have to like it
But you know how I does it
So love it, love it, love it

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