Testo I Luv This Sh*t - August Alsina feat. Trey Songz & Chris Brown
Testo della canzone I Luv This Sh*t (August Alsina feat. Trey Songz & Chris Brown), tratta dall'album I Luv This Sh*t (Remix)
Ay, oh, ay oh
Ay, oh, uh-huh, whoa-oh
Ay, oh, ay, oh
Ay, whoa-oh, uh-huh, whoa-oh-oh
Man, I luv this –, man, I luv this
Man, I luv this –, man, I luv this
Man, I luv this –, man, I luv this
Man, I luv this –, man, I luv this
A – back with this mother– remix, remix and we 'bout to kill this
See I went and got a little help to get the whole club popping like Freaknik
'Cause I got Rozay, a little Bombay, a little peach Ciroc and we faded soon as we step in
We got your chick and yo chick, and yo chick and I know you hate it
'Cause we lining up the shots, young'n got the heat to make 'em pop
Soon as we hit the parking lot, then we see all the panties drop
Girl, ain't no – –, no rich –, no snitch
Yo – choosing on a real –, let her chill –, that's real
'Cause I'm so – up, now I'm talking my –, I'm way too high to be tripping like this
– hating hard, – all on my
This is what you want, I'ma put it like this
Lay it down to the Aug, Trey and Chris remix
Say you love it, ay, you love it girl, ay
You love it, ay, you love it girl, uh-huh
You love it, ay, say you love it girl, ay
You love it, ay, better make you love it girl, uh-huh
The way I – her, you would think I love this
I tell her keep on sucking, girl get all this
And I'ma keep grinding, – tryna get rich
She tell me keep – 'cause she love this
Goddamn it, I love it, she said she just got her some titties
She said she just got her some titties
Can't wait 'til I come to her city, can't wait 'til I come to her city
I smoke 'til I choke and I'm dizzy, the liquor's invading my kidneys
Been chilling and I feel like killing you
– been missing me lately, oh
They love it when I talk to 'em crazy, oh
Suck a – –, do it with a lot of spit, let it drip, yeah catch my babies
Oh-whoa, that's my baby, just do it like you care
Girl don't worry 'bout your hair's – up 'cause I'm pulling it like this
Your man's – up, he don't do you like this
Feels so good that a – might kiss
If you ask her she gon' tell you like this
Goddamn it she loves it, she loves it
She loves it, loves it
Goddamn it she loves it, she loves it
She loves it, she love this
So I'ma keep on – like I love this
I'ma keep on busting 'cause she loves this
I'ma keep, stunting 'cause I love being rich
I'ma keep doing it, I does this –, goddamn it I love it
She said make love, just make love, just make love to me
Right now, just do it and she want to try some new –, just do it
She said when I kiss it, go and sing to her, how?
Like this, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
No need for conversation
All we doing is licking and – and touching
Your booty be speaking another language, oh yeah
This real life to his fake –, bottles in the air, I'm faded, drinking
I'm so – up, now I'm talking my
I'm so bossed up, I be talking like Rich
– hating hard, – all on my
Baby when we play, put this song on replay, she like "Ooh, that's my –"
And I love it, ay, I love it, ay
I love it, ay, I
Goddamn it I love it baby, ay
I love it, ay, I love it, ay, I
I'm gon' love her better, 'cause her man ain't
And I'ma keep on stroking 'cause she love this
And I'ma keep on licking 'cause she love it
She tell me keep – 'cause she loves this
And I love it
Credits
Writer(s): August Anthony Alsina, Sean Mcmillion, Ralph Jeanty, Nicholaus Joseph Williams, Christine Massa Spiky, Samuel Eugene Irving Iii
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