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Текст песни Hello Love (Remix)

Hello love
I know your deal
And I know you can get me killed
I know, Get me killed, I know
How dare you judge?
The ways of lust
When you're the reason that I don't trust
So fuck you love, fuck you love, hello love
I know you're deal
And I know you can get me killed
You can get me killed
Fuck you love, fuck you love
Fuck you love, fuck you love, fuck you love.
Fuck you love, I know you can get me killed

Juicy JI don't love this bitches
I don't trust them either,
ratchet bitch ain't no keeper,
I just fuck and leave em,
I'm married to this money, I'll be chasin cash,
you married to that bitch she talking bout taking half
these hoes smart go dig us been going hard,
leave your ass, now you seat, pop niggas with a broken heart
I'm smoking like a champion, your girl wanna fuck my Bentley
you in love with that freaky hoe,
you get that chick a kid,
we don't fall in love man, we strictly pimpin,
I'm in the VIP sipping with the baddest b~tchs
smoking on so loud, trippin niggas we turn it up
your girlfriends gonna give me head
in the bathroom I'ma burn up,
and then I send her home to her man,
and then I go scoop that chick again,
then she wanna fuck me in my benz bitch,
bitches with you for your ends
and you're blind as shit
you trusting her when she say I'm just a friend...

Hello Love
I know your real
And I know you can get me killed, get me killed
Fuck you love, fuck you love
Fuck you love, fuck you love, fuck you love

Jim Jones

Wanna hurt love, don't love nobody
but i your love your body,
And Lord knows have you on fours when i dug that body
What is the lust, so easily you gain a nigga trust,
he's getting scarry she getting.. to get a nigga..
who's doing argue, tip for tack we go back in forth,
last time we had argue, we have kickin' ..but you back in Porsche
so fuck love, when we fuck love
you break up and we make up when I fuck you love,
but I hurt love, if you get me killed
you know death threats with the best sex in it..

Hello love
I know your deal
And I know you can get me killed
I know, get me killed, I know
How dare you judge?
The ways of lust
When you're the reason that I don't trust
Fuck you love, fuck you love, hello love

'Cause I love hustling, got a stick in the trunk bitch
'cause I love busting, she know the way
she love the way you feel them Jesus walk through customs
the zeppi on em on them hills shit on Kanye customs,
I don't make love, shit I love fucking
I hit it from the back with the captain drug..
she blow it that loud, I keep the pussy until,
beautiful faces saying I got milk,
she loving the crew, we get back in the club,
now we get it on the weekend that Saturday love,
Sunday nights spend boo, I touch you walk
take you back to the crib and fuck you love

Hello Love
I know your real
And I know you can get me killed, get me killed
Fuck you love, fuck you love
Fuck you love, fuck you love, fuck you love
Fuck you love, I know you can get me killed