Luv Her

i used to luv herf*ck ithook:she used to tear down the mallfendi prada and allswear that p**sy was greati let her have it her waiti used to luv her,yeah boy i used to love hershe started f*cking them lamesthrowing dirt on my nametried to creep with my dawg guess it's a part of the gamei used to luv her, yeah boy i used to love heri had a bitch named diana stashed the work in her hammerbad bitch from atlanta had a job as a dancershe was fine as a muh shaking her ass in the clubf*ck her once and i spoiler now i'm falling in lovei swear that p**sy was power distant dancers in hourson some porn star shit she sniffed the coke off counterthis bitch was bad, super bad, cooking and cleaningass poking out them vicky secretswat she desire i supply her with some shopping spreesgave her the card and my brand new panorama keystil she went so sour heard so much about her in the streetsthey say she doing everybody that's including meget off on working all the nigga she will go and seetell me she love me but she creeping when a nigga sleepyou old silly ass trick heres something up my sleevebitch where my card where my keysyouse a memory[hook:]okay this story about soniamet her through rasheda while your drink was on the .. coasterwe went down to costa ricaactions speak loudand i feel that talk is cheaperoriginal d-boy i was texing using beepers

How I ended up with a

PorsceStarted with a

RegalEnded-up with

Sonya and started off with

LisaSee Sonya got a girl friend so you know

The prosedure

And I'm a keep it pimpin

Church Cathedral

Chopper in my beamer

Real nigga like

LusealAnd

I'm tired of ballin

But I ain't talking bout

TelaYou have no ideal tequila in my freezer

And I didn't go to prom

I was in love with a beaker

Looked up to the felons

Said what's up to the preacher

Getting all this new money like it's nice to met you

Breakfast in the bedroom like it was nice to eat you

Took her to the mall

And brought her a bag with the sneakers[hook:](Verse 3 Ace Hood)

I'm in that 4 door ho

Rocking my fresh polo

I got my seat back low

I'm in that bitch solo

I'm sick and tired of them hoes

Playing that role on the low

Claiming they faithful and shit

That's how that game gonna go

They fall in luv with your money

And like with your swagger

See that new chock you fucking

Nine out of ten

I th'n had her

Keep my hoes to the money

Family is what matters

All that get is this dick

And bubblegum out the wrapper

I had a bad lil chick

I'm talkin' bad as shit

The way them titties was sitting

And all that ass so thick

I had to bag that quick

And I was gone all in

A couple months we done chill

Found out that bitch wasn't shit

They say the whole hood hit

I told her get lost trick

I should of knew you was shawn for the group you were with

I used to, luv her

I used to luv her

But I ain't tripping

I just hit the club and find another[hook:]