Hello Love (Feat. Jim Jones, Fat Joe Raheem, DeVa Throne)
Juicy J I don’t love this bitches I don’t trust them either, red bitch ain’t no keeper, I just f-ck and leave em, I’m married to this money, I’ll be chasin cash, you married to that bitch she tongue by taking hell these hoes smart go dig us been going hard, leave your ass, now you seat, pop niggas with a broken heart I’m smoking like a champion, your girl wanna fuck my Bentley you in love with that freaky hoe, you get that chick a kid, we don’t fall in love man, strictly pimpin, I’m in the VIP sipping with the baddest chicks smoking on so loud, trippin niggas we turn it up your girlfriends gonna give me head in the bathroom I’ma burn up, and then I send her home to her man, and then I go scoop that chick again, that wanna f-ck me in my benz bitch, is ..for your benz and you’re blind you trust the one she say I’m just a..
Hello Love I know your real And I know you can get me killed, get me killed Fuck you love, fuck you love Fuck you love, f-ck you love, fuck you love
Wanna hurt love, don’t love nobody but in love your body, And Lord knows when you.. What is the lust, so easily you gain a nigga trust, he’s getting scarry she getting.. to get a nigga.. who’s doing argue, tip tack go back in forth, last time we had argue, we have kickin’ ..but you back in Porsche so f-ck love, when we f-ck love you break up and we make up when I f-ck you love, but I hurt love, if you get me killed you know death threats with the best sex in it..
Hello love I know your deal And I know you can get me killed I know, get me killed, I know How dare you judge? The ways of lust When you’re the reason that I don’t trust Fuck you love, f-ck you love, hello love
‘Cause I love hustling, got a stick in the trunk bitch ’cause I love busting, she know the way she love the way you feel them Jesus walk through customs the zeppi on em on them hills shit on Kanye customs, I don’t make love, shit I love f-cking I hit it from the back with the captain drug.. she blow it that loud, I keep the pussy until, beautiful faces saying I got milk, she loving the crew, we get back in the club, now we get it on the weekend that Saturday love, Sunday nights spend boo, I touch you walk take you back to the crib and f-ck you love
Hello Love I know your real And I know you can get me killed, get me killed F-ck you love, f-ck you love F-ck you love, f-ck you love, f-ck you love F-ck you love, I know you can get me killed