I Get The Loot Lyrics – NBA Glocca
Singer: NBA Glocca
Title: I Get The Loot
Ayy (ayy)
Ayy (brrt brrt)
Lyrics From Snippet
I get the loot, I get the loot, I get the loot
223’s gon knock him out shoe
I get the loot, I get the loot, I get the loot, Ayy
If you a opp’ you know it’s murder’
Send him out the earth door up to heaven
Don’t question me or you’ll deceased
They like keep killing you don’t know me
Gun keep jammin’ he f#cking lucky
Just got a new girl, her booty on fleek
Rub on my cash and I’m on yo #ss
Play wit my bass kick him out class
Swear to Tim, He smell like real #ss
Murder on my Mind’, I feel like Melly
Shе play all my songs, my biggest fan
Suck on my dick, Like she was drinking juicе
Didn’t pull out, so I nutted in her #ss
Big #ss booty, She look like Latto
Clutchin my Glock , Like I Got Material
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