Love Song

Killa made this beat I'm finna

Love songs, she telling me I need to make love songs
She ain't just somebody I can fuck on
Say I make too many fuck songs
(Ha, ha)
Maybe ain really getting loved on
Maybe my ideas on love wrong
Maybe you should show me what love's about
(Ha)
And I think you better tell me
How you really feel bout me right ni
Cus these bitches on my dick
And its getting kinda hard
Fa me not to be a lil thot
You better give me a reason to not
(To not)
Cus I know how I do
When I'm in the bed I take a bitch down
The way I get to it she love how I move
You thank that its game cus I'm talking too smooth
Nah it ain't that I'm just really that dude
You gotta man but he is not me
And I am not him and that's easy to prove
Ain't putting no pressure up on ya to choose
Cus I want you to do what ya wanna
But if you decide that its me then I'm on ya
And we can go do what ya wanna (Right ni)

Love songs, keep telling me to make love songs
(Love songs, love songs)
But ion know how to make love songs
Maybe my ideas on love wrong
Maybe ain neva been loved on
(Neva been, neva been)
Maybe you should give me some to love on
(Give me some to love on)
Love songs, keep telling me to make love songs
(Love songs, love songs)
But ion know how to make love songs
Maybe my ideas on love wrong
Maybe ain neva been loved on
(Neva been, neva been)
Maybe you should give me some to love on
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)

Everytime Gravy I told ya



Credits
Writer(s): Ceonte Kyles, Quartavian Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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