Songtext von I Think I Luv Her

I think I love her (love her, love her, love her, love her) Tryna meet her mutha (mutha, mutha, mutha, mutha) Doggin with no rubber (rubber, rubber, rubber, rubber) Shes a movie, got that magic box, got a nigga going stupid She's a money train, we be runnin thangs Shorty down to ride, trust her with a hundred thangs If ya money gone, go wit it That's the first thing, talk about that real kitty on the backs just her and me Shorty, ride or die and I can dig it, she be ready Homie everytime she call I know she talkin bout that fetti I let her push the drop, I be shot gun wit it Bout 30 on my wrist, and my neck 150 Coupe stupid low, and I be stupid high Cup full of yack lean, call me super fly I'm talkin louis 13, money be the first thing Hello, I'm ballin like melo I think I love her (love her, love her, love her, love her) Tryna meet her mutha (mutha, mutha, mutha, mutha) Doggin with no rubber (rubber, rubber, rubber, rubber) Shes a movie, got that magic box, got a nigga going stupid I'm talkin louis 13, money be the first thing Hello, I'm ballin like melo Shorty from the ghetto Nigga don't be stupid Pull them things out, have it lookin like a movie Me and my bitch I'm talking mackavelli Hustlin I was skinny, now got that money belly Hit that money celly Talkin bout that work (work, work, work, work, work) Rollin up the purp I do stupid shows, I got stupid gwop I got stupid hoes and shes my bottom twat I got a stupid knot, you know we stupid hot A hundred thou lick, that's a stupid drop I think I love her (love her, love her, love her, love her) Tryna meet her mutha (mutha, mutha, mutha, mutha) Doggin with no rubber (rubber, rubber, rubber, rubber) Shes a movie, got that magic box, got a nigga going stupid