I Love U (Don Diablo's out in the country remix)
You Know,
I just wanna let you know
That I've never felt this way about anybody else
I... I... I think I love you
So don't think I'm crazy when I tell you this
But if you ever hurt me,
I'll FUCKING KILL YOU
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
You never thought (Nope)
That a bitch like me
Would fuck you up
If you cannot please
So you better get down
And get on your knees
Pour the diamonds out
Gimme what I need
Hold up!
Do you see me laughin'?
If you think that it's a joke,
I'ma start harrassin'
All you little hoes that be tryin' to pass me
You better tell them I'ma kick they asses
What!
Who are you talkin' to?
You better hang up or I'll do wit' you (Dirty assholes)
And who the fuck is this bitch on your page
With the big-ass tits up on your Top 8 (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's runnin' the game (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's callin' your name (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch, I ain't got no shame (Yup)
I will FUCK YOU UP
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
How come everytime you go do it again? (Why you always out late?)
Why you always drunk when your with your friends? (You need to call me when your out!)
Shut the fuck up and get in my Benz
Do what I say, I don't give a damn
You better obey if you want my nookie
You better stop talkin' to all dem hoochies
You better wise up and listen to me
I will FUCK YOU UP
Hold up!
You think I'm trippin', now?
You askin' all your friends while you write it down
You wonderin' why your tire is blown
And why your cell phone ain't work no more (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's runnin' the game (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's callin' your name (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch, I ain't got no shame (Yup)
I will FUCK YOU UP
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
I love you (Uh, yeah, gimme what I need)
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you (I love ya!!!!!)
I love you
(Uh, yeah, gimme what I need)
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
I just wanna let you know
That I've never felt this way about anybody else
I... I... I think I love you
So don't think I'm crazy when I tell you this
But if you ever hurt me,
I'll FUCKING KILL YOU
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
You never thought (Nope)
That a bitch like me
Would fuck you up
If you cannot please
So you better get down
And get on your knees
Pour the diamonds out
Gimme what I need
Hold up!
Do you see me laughin'?
If you think that it's a joke,
I'ma start harrassin'
All you little hoes that be tryin' to pass me
You better tell them I'ma kick they asses
What!
Who are you talkin' to?
You better hang up or I'll do wit' you (Dirty assholes)
And who the fuck is this bitch on your page
With the big-ass tits up on your Top 8 (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's runnin' the game (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's callin' your name (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch, I ain't got no shame (Yup)
I will FUCK YOU UP
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
How come everytime you go do it again? (Why you always out late?)
Why you always drunk when your with your friends? (You need to call me when your out!)
Shut the fuck up and get in my Benz
Do what I say, I don't give a damn
You better obey if you want my nookie
You better stop talkin' to all dem hoochies
You better wise up and listen to me
I will FUCK YOU UP
Hold up!
You think I'm trippin', now?
You askin' all your friends while you write it down
You wonderin' why your tire is blown
And why your cell phone ain't work no more (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's runnin' the game (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch that's callin' your name (Yup)
Cuz' I'm the crazy bitch, I ain't got no shame (Yup)
I will FUCK YOU UP
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
I love you (Uh, yeah, gimme what I need)
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you (I love ya!!!!!)
I love you
(Uh, yeah, gimme what I need)
You better go down when you get with me
You better realize I am what you need
You better get here 'fore I count to three
You better do right, I'll fuck you up!
Credits
Writer(s): Craig D. Love, Jonathan H. Smith, Tila Tequila
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