She <3 Mr. 1 Take

I don't even wanna hear it, I know I snapped that bih, I'm Mr. One Take, it only
take me one time to look at your bitch and she want me

Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, I'm starting to think I don't know like, I don't know
I thought I could've loved her better, than she loved me, she was attached to me
It was something crazy, all my hoes attached to me, that's something crazy, damn, they need to detach from me
I'm tryna go up bae, cannot go up with me
They want me to love em better but I love them better than any other, would ever
But it's okay because they know I'm hella clever
They thinking that I'm dissing em, but I really love all of em right now
I can't disrespect none of em cause I love em right now
It's all peace love my niggas, we can't drug em right now
We ain't like them other niggas, we gon' get this shit in real, keep it real with niggas and I keep it real with my women
I love all my niggas and I'm loving all my bitches, but I'm not talking bout my bitches
I'm talking bout them people, niggas act like bitches
I love my enemies, they don't really ride with switches, I ride with enemies, I don't know if you don't get it
Nigga I just love all my women, they not bitches
They keep it classy cause they know I'm passing all my classes
She can't even ask me if I'm hella smart, she already know that
She know that I could put her on some M's, bae go show that
Fuck it, save it, double up, bae you know that
We gon' go and grow together
They can't even sow, none of that shit, we reap it better, they know that Ima flow and you
know all my creatures better
And them niggas going up in all my hoes, going down for me and then she throw it up in the airand then I catch it
I don't even care, I can't pass it, I just leave that shit to Ant, I can't go out with them other hoes, yeah they going out sad
I'm going out with a bad hoe cause I'm a dad
Keep it real nigga, living lavish
I don't need no bitch with Mr. VO out here be bragging
We keep it real, we keep concealed I put makeup on her face
She can't even trip, I put her in new hair, she love that lace
Bad brown skin, yeah I like the taste
When I come around, yeah, liquor we don't chase
She ain't running from it, I told her I don't gotta chase, she gon' take it, I might just
Call that hoe my bae



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