I Love It
Yeah
Yeah
Whoo!
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I'm trying to get that thing (Yeah)
Fame is bliss, that's it (That's it)
TrApSwAy on, we lit
We got hoodlum tendencies
I call my bitch Celine, and all their bitches Celines (Celine)
Hold that shit don't speak (Don't speak) when we on that shit
High as hell on pills
Confiscate the bread
We make sure the bread never leave us
No new nigga, you can't hang with us
Only day ones, fuck
I'm spittin' this shit up
Young juicy nigga throwing tantrums
Just in case these niggas they forgot
I'm that nigga that you sat on
Look at this wave that I'm on now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm on now
Hot shit, my shit lit, yeah
Believe or don't belive
Word for word
I'm from the dirt
Gotta live lavish
Walk up to a bitch, confiscate, and penetrate in public, uh
All that naked shit make 'em niggas scream, "yo, we love the peaches"
I see, you niggas spend time on the net looking at 'em bitches naked
Find you something else to do
Get yourself some money, dude
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
I, I, I maneuver, got my brain up
I go hard for my team, and my bitches still
Got my focus, never lost that
Let me fucken introduce me
Akim Denzel, yeah, know that, yeah
Bitch, I'm here to stay
I'm not here to fucken play
Spare me that funny shit, behave
Give me your money right away
Gotta be counting mills today
Oh lord, give me way
I'm glad I never lost my way
When you hit my line
It's gotta be something worth my time
Don't you fucken waste my time
Little titty bitch don't email me
Just come through let me eat that shit
Bend that small let me curve that shit
Listen baby, when you pull up just know that you fuckin' with the baddest
There's nothing I don't know how to manage
They say I ain't got no manners
Fuck that noise, hoe, I'm salad
I flex on hoes on camera
Big dick, small man, bad bitch
Only thing I get is the realist
Only money really matters to me
Money makes things make sense
Give me that shit, bitch
I'm saucy, raw sauce, God bless me
I'm feeling some type of way
After every show I have some sex
That's what I like, yeah
Hundred thousand dollars, yeah
Throw it on my face, yeah
Yeah (Whoo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I like a baddie baby, bitch
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
TrApSwAy, nigga
Skrr
Yeah
Whoo!
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I'm trying to get that thing (Yeah)
Fame is bliss, that's it (That's it)
TrApSwAy on, we lit
We got hoodlum tendencies
I call my bitch Celine, and all their bitches Celines (Celine)
Hold that shit don't speak (Don't speak) when we on that shit
High as hell on pills
Confiscate the bread
We make sure the bread never leave us
No new nigga, you can't hang with us
Only day ones, fuck
I'm spittin' this shit up
Young juicy nigga throwing tantrums
Just in case these niggas they forgot
I'm that nigga that you sat on
Look at this wave that I'm on now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm on now
Hot shit, my shit lit, yeah
Believe or don't belive
Word for word
I'm from the dirt
Gotta live lavish
Walk up to a bitch, confiscate, and penetrate in public, uh
All that naked shit make 'em niggas scream, "yo, we love the peaches"
I see, you niggas spend time on the net looking at 'em bitches naked
Find you something else to do
Get yourself some money, dude
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
I, I, I maneuver, got my brain up
I go hard for my team, and my bitches still
Got my focus, never lost that
Let me fucken introduce me
Akim Denzel, yeah, know that, yeah
Bitch, I'm here to stay
I'm not here to fucken play
Spare me that funny shit, behave
Give me your money right away
Gotta be counting mills today
Oh lord, give me way
I'm glad I never lost my way
When you hit my line
It's gotta be something worth my time
Don't you fucken waste my time
Little titty bitch don't email me
Just come through let me eat that shit
Bend that small let me curve that shit
Listen baby, when you pull up just know that you fuckin' with the baddest
There's nothing I don't know how to manage
They say I ain't got no manners
Fuck that noise, hoe, I'm salad
I flex on hoes on camera
Big dick, small man, bad bitch
Only thing I get is the realist
Only money really matters to me
Money makes things make sense
Give me that shit, bitch
I'm saucy, raw sauce, God bless me
I'm feeling some type of way
After every show I have some sex
That's what I like, yeah
Hundred thousand dollars, yeah
Throw it on my face, yeah
Yeah (Whoo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I like a baddie baby, bitch
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
I love it, I love it, I love it
When I go party with the gang (Gang)
When I do my thing on the stage (Stage)
When I do those things
TrApSwAy, nigga
Skrr
Credits
Writer(s): Denzel Pembedza
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