I Love You Lyrics – Xavi
Singer: Xavi
Title: I Love You
I love you, b#tch
I ain’t never gonna stop loving you, b#tch
Chorus: Seiji Oda}
I need a b#tch
I need a b#tch who gon’ love me
I need a b#tch to hold it down when it get ugly
My b#tch got her own money
She can’t f#ck with no love me
Baby lemme ask you something
“Is you gon’ f#ck with me, Rice, know our sonny?”
My b#tch a GoFundMe
So don’t talk unless you wanna go fund me
Shut the f#ck up, don’t say sh#t to my b#tch
Might drop a trophy, put a brick on my wrist
New b#tch got a fat #ss, this b#tch thick
I be tricking hoes, I’m a pimp, that’s my b#tch
Spend three, four, five thousand on my fit
Six, seven, eight, nine b#tches on my dick
I got ten b#tches in the room getting hit
Suck the dick
Hold on b#tch lemme see you do the splits
Hundred thousand on me, brokе b#tches think I’m rich
I’ma hit the dog with a dog like I’m Vick
I got tеn b#tches in the room, take a pic
And they fans, all they really came to do was take a pic
Oh that’s yo ho n#gg#, I take yo b#tch
b#tch say she never left the hood, take {?}
This real Kelly weed, take a hit
Suck my dick
Treat it like a lollipop, take a lick
I need a b#tch
I need a b#tch who gon’ love me
I need a b#tch to hold it down when it get ugly
My b#tch got her own money
She can’t f#ck with no love me
Baby lemme ask you something
“Is you gon’ f#ck with me, Rice, know our sonny?”
My b#tch a GoFundMe
So don’t talk unless you wanna go fund me
This my motherf#cking b#tch
She don’t sell the p#ss#, she don’t even wanna strip
That coochie is a muscle, m#th*rf#ck*r got a grip
I know that I’m a dog but I’m ain’t even finna dip
Her friends hating on me saying that I got the hoes
Let me find out they wanna f#ck me on the low
She got her own brand, she don’t want me for the loaf
A groupie wanna f#ck, then she gotta f#ck us both
They haters baby, don’t listen (Shh)
Brodies in her DMs, hold on you n#gg#s trippin’
Told her if she ever a problem I’ma fix it
I love you baby, I ain’t worried ’bout these b#tches
f#ck it, we gon’ keep this on the under
Beating females if they ever try to jump her
And when we f#ck I don’t even wear a rubber
I got a real classic b#tch, not ratchet
I need a b#tch
I need a b#tch who gon’ love me
I need a b#tch to hold it down when it get ugly
My b#tch got her own money
She can’t f#ck with no love me
Baby lemme ask you something
“Is you gon’ f#ck with me, Rice, know our sonny?”
My b#tch a GoFundMe
So don’t talk unless you wanna go fund me
{Verse 3: Seiji Oda and Lil Ricefield
My b#tch thick as hell, no BBL
Yeah I’ll beat that thang up, but I’ll treat you well
I’m finna make a cologne from her coochie smell
I give her real meat, no Taco Bell
My b#tch love to undress, but she a fashionista
I think the most distinct test is when I swipe her visa
You ain’t a b#tch, you my b#tch, Queen Latifah
She always eat if I’m around, I’m a f#cking pizza
Yeah my b#tch got a lot of cake
Come sit up on my face, I’m tryna suffocate
Me, you, and the bank, that’s a double date
Baby give me good brains, she’s got a lovely face
Anything you can do my b#tch can do better
She love swinging round my pole but I don’t like to be tender
I took my b#tch to the beach, but my beach was much wetter
I need a b#tch who finna suck me forever
I need a b#tch
b#tch
I need a b#tch
b#tch, b#tch, b#tch
Bi-bi-bi-bi
b#tch
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