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LOVEY-DOVEY by Brexton

  1. I was trapping, tryna get all that cheese, and dat money
  2.  
  3. She really think I'm jokin', that's funny
  4.  
  5. Cuz I ain't jokin', nobody wanna trust me, nah ah
  6.  
  7. I was catching bodies, catch him lackin', now he clumsy
  8.  
  9. Nowadays shit just get real bloody, huh uh
  10.  
  11. Trapping, get the money for my mommy, huh uh
  12.  
  13. Y'all niggas gettin touchy, I ain't really one for lovey dovey
  14.  
  15.  
  16.  
  17. She say that she ugly, I say that she lovely
  18.  
  19. Fuck with me then touch me, why your best friend fuck me?
  20.  
  21. Nobody really loves me, what does feelin' loved be?
  22.  
  23. I just can't trust nobody, you niggas need to study
  24.  
  25. I don't want no buddies, ma' say my ass lucky
  26.  
  27. Niggas sweet like honey, roughly round twenty thousand
  28.  
  29. They come to hug me, came out from dat dirt, it was muddy
  30.  
  31. It was never really sunny, memories be fuzzy
  32.  
  33. Brains splattered all around the walls, shit gets ugly
  34.  
  35. She was fugly as hell, and she was dusty, crusty, musty fusty lusty
  36.  
  37. Motherfucker tryna fuck me, she give me them puppy
  38.  
  39. (Eyes) Eyes, eyes, she in dat Buggy, huh
  40.  
  41. Give dem carrots to them bunnies, fuck around, now we playin rugby
  42.  
  43. She tried to rough me up, she love me, she feel it in her tummy
  44.  
  45. Full automatic, I ain't really one for bein' bubbly or snugly
  46.  
  47. I smirk smugly, these niggas gettin comfy
  48.  
  49. When I eat dat ass I'm sayin', "Yummy" yeah
  50.  
  51. All you niggas walk round tryna thrust me
  52.  
  53. Cops walkin round they tryna bust me, bust me
  54.  
  55. I ain't ever get busted you prolly killed yo' hubby, hubby
  56.  
  57. We gon' do this shit like it's Bubble Guppies, huh yeah
  58.  
  59. I was with my ma' in Kentucky, Kentucky
  60.  
  61. She was with her grandma, my ex would call me Dummy
  62.  
  63. And I ain't talkin' Natsuki, bitch, she fluffy
  64.  
  65. I was with my gang, now my bitch fussy
  66.  
  67. Play with him like putty, why he turnt so chubby?
  68.  
  69. Burnt a bitch, she jumpy, she nutty, huh uh
  70.  
  71. They tried to gun me and shun me and stun me
  72.  
  73. And front me and stunt me, they tried to scrub me
  74.  
  75. From existence, I'ma do this shit like Teletubbies
  76.  
  77. Yeah, mofos tried to mug me
  78.  
  79. The only mug they gettin' is a mugshot, hoes can't touch me or cut me
  80.  
  81. Lay in the cutter, bitch, you yucky, yeah, yeah, yucky, yeah, yeah, yucky
  82.  
  83. Now you tryna lie and fucking one up me
  84.  
  85. I'm the only one who can trust G's, I love cheese
  86.  
  87. Me and my gang, we love cheese, I just fucking upped cheese
  88.  
  89. Now a nigga be rusty as hell, she unlucky, yeah
  90.  
  91. I know that you hate me, but your voice husky
  92.  
  93. She say that she love me, that shit be funky
  94.  
  95. I can't trust nobody, love is mushy, mushy
  96.  
  97. She done caught a body, she so scummy, scummy
  98.  
  99. Here I come, here I come, here I come, G's
  100.  
  101. Better run, and just know you can't out run me
  102.  
  103. Runnin' faster, bitches know I get grumpy
  104.  
  105. I fly high like a Pelican, he got his toy ducky
  106.  
  107. I don't trust no bitch, they try to dick suck me
  108.  
  109. They dick riders, I got my goddamn Hush Puppy
  110.  
  111. I'm so tired, you know damn well life be sucky, huh
  112.  
  113.  
  114.  
  115. I was trapping, tryna get all that cheese, and dat money
  116.  
  117. She really think I'm jokin', that's funny
  118.  
  119. Cuz I ain't jokin', nobody wanna trust me, nah ah
  120.  
  121. I was catching bodies, catch him lackin', now he clumsy
  122.  
  123. Nowadays shit just get real bloody, huh uh
  124.  
  125. Trapping, get the money for my mommy, huh uh
  126.  
  127. Y'all niggas gettin touchy, I ain't really one for lovey dovey
  128.  
  129.  
  130.  
  131. These niggas know I roll up the sticky (sticky)
  132.  
  133. I just pull up wit' a Glock to yo' damn city, city
  134.  
  135. Fuck a nigga mean? I mean, it's no biggie, biggie
  136.  
  137. I just fucked him up, 50/50, when my grandma turned 60
  138.  
  139. She went to Mississippi, you hoes gon' die real quickly
  140.  
  141. You know I don't play pretty, she say she busy
  142.  
  143. But she ain't busy we split it 50/50 I don't feel pity
  144.  
  145. For any of you hoes murder you hoes it's risky
  146.  
  147. You're like a mini me without the whiskey
  148.  
  149. Now a nigga kitty me I'm way too witty, huh
  150.  
  151. Now these hoes Mickey, shit gets real tricky
  152.  
  153. Makin all dem girls dizzy, Minaj wit' the Nicki
  154.  
  155. Now you hoes be sickly, fuck that bitch named Libby
  156.  
  157. Hoes try to out shit me or out wit me or out win me, yeah
  158.  
  159. Some try to out sin me, baby, is you with me?
  160.  
  161. Now you niggas Ricky, fuck that bitch, I'm giddy
  162.  
  163. Now you hoes be Dixie, I fucked up, Woah Vicky
  164.  
  165. My bars way too gritty, I don't trust no hippies
  166.  
  167. You hoes got them hickeys, I got 'em real tipsy
  168.  
  169. Bat like we play Piggy, they try to out bid me
  170.  
  171. Catch bars, I ain't picky, they prolly cherry picked me
  172.  
  173. I really don't fuck with G's, they really wanna get cheese
  174.  
  175. They say they out to get me, I'm snortin' dust that is Pixie
  176.  
  177. Now a nigga feelin' shitty, live life, live life real jiffy
  178.  
  179. If he tried to catch a bitch we gon' fuck him up, he itty bitty
  180.  
  181. Now you got my heart skippin', better go and tip me
  182.  
  183. Stick my dick in your throat, I don't want no Diddy
  184.  
  185. As a fucking kiddie, I was really spiffy, I was really skinny
  186.  
  187. Now niggas act like sissies, I fucked up, yeah, her name is Missy
  188.  
  189. I feel like if he tried to fuck around, he's a dickweed
  190.  
  191. Now you niggas are dickheads I guess they so privy
  192.  
  193. Yeah, I ain't Rose, nor am I Gypsy
  194.  
  195. I don't fuck with hoes, I fuck with Christie
  196.  
  197. I ain't wantin' those, shit gets misty, huh
  198.  
  199. I'm just with my bros, let the bitch see, bitch see
  200.  
  201. You know I stay on my toes, somethin' smells fishy
  202.  
  203. I don't really know if I should continue sailin' this sea, this sea
  204.  
  205. She told me she love me, my bars crispy
  206.  
  207. Now I'm with her mommy, yeah, so what, Chrissy?
  208.  
  209. She was on my dick, she prolly wished we
  210.  
  211. Could get back together, my soda fizzy, fizzy
  212.  
  213. Now a nigga in his head, she tried to kiss me, kiss me
  214.  
  215. Nowadays these niggas act real pissy
  216.  
  217. Now you try to lie? I'm with the big G's
  218.  
  219. I'm with the big dawgs, I'm with Miss C_
  220.  
  221. I guitar these rhymes, I know you miss, you prolly missed me
  222.  
  223. My bars wispy, bitch, I'm like Walt Disney
  224.  
  225. Niggas act like Trixie, no Lulamoon, I'm so nifty, huh
  226.  
  227. I got my Glizzy and my Blicky, you cannot trick me, nah
  228.  
  229. Back in the 60s I was rhyming so fire, you cannot fucking fix me, no no
  230.  
  231.  
  232.  
  233. I was trapping, tryna get all that cheese, and dat money
  234.  
  235. She really think I'm jokin', that's funny
  236.  
  237. Cuz I ain't jokin', nobody wanna trust me, nah ah
  238.  
  239. I was catching bodies, catch him lackin', now he clumsy
  240.  
  241. Nowadays shit just get real bloody, huh uh
  242.  
  243. Trapping, get the money for my mommy, huh uh
  244.  
  245. Y'all niggas gettin touchy, I ain't really one for lovey dovey

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