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Love Shots

Love Shots

Lloyd BanksYouTube

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[Verse 1]

Uh, you're feelin' yourself, you're feelin' me

The feelin' is strong, it’s clear to see

Ain't no feelin' like on top to me and pass down

Possibly, sit down drop the V

I'm tryna drop another one, shit I gotta see

Stuntin' 'til the summer come, swagger by the tree

Jugglin' these questions, 'cause it’s puzzlin' to me

That baby got a husband and she's ridin' round with me

Fuck it, I'm just playin' my part

I ain't tryna cuff it, can't trust it

She ballin' on a nigga budget, touch downs keep her there

Money's the subject

And I'm on another team, gotta love it

She probably try it on me, I wouldn't rug it

Southside stubborn, cold hearted in public

Livin' without a care, don't care how you judge it

Tired of hearin' what you goin' through

I does it

[Chorus]

Love shots

She's firin' the gun

Probably had a hundred niggas lookin' dumb

But I ain't the one

Nah, I ain't like them

Matter of fact, I went back on the road when I'm done

G’s up, hoes down

Get paper, smoke pounds

Fo' bitches, fo' rounds

G’s up, hoes all the way down

[Verse 2]

Maybe I will, maybe I won't

Maybe I'm better off if I don’t

None of that money is yours, baby, you're broke

And when that boat sink, your soap back on the rope

Brand new task, 'cause she’s wonderful with her throat

Cash for the pope, she's comin' up with the stroke

Shawty takin' shots, I duck, dive and dodge

Always on the move girl, I work 5 jobs

I’m a go getter, fly nigga, flow spitter

Game owner, player and a coach hitter

Gold glitter and my CD dope

Lock me up to NYPD, won't probably wanna see me slip

Have a nigga baby, grimy on that greedy shit

Borderline crazy, crazy to not see the shit

Cold hearted, step into the freezer whip

Blue fuckin' Hef, no stress and the weed is lit

[Chorus]

Love shots

She's firin' the gun

Probably had a hundred niggas lookin' dumb

But I ain't the one

Nah, I ain't like them

Matter of fact, I went back on the road when I'm done

G’s up, hoes down

Get paper, smoke pounds

Fo' bitches, fo' rounds

G’s up, hoes all the way down

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