Love$ick (feat. A$AP Rocky) - Mura Masa

Yeah, I heard she got a man, homie Yeah, he wanna lay the hands on me But he should see the way she dance on me Yeah, wishing I ain't had no pants on me Yeah, I heard she got a man, homie Yeah, he wanna lay the hands on me But he should see the way she dance on me Yeah, wishing I ain't had no pants on me Cuh me ah gyalist from early Me like the gyal dem kinda thick and kinda curvy You man are moving kind of sick, you're kind of pervy You man are moving kind of thirsty (tramps) Me have di gyal dem inna bungle Me have gyal from prima and jungle Talk clear, me nuh bloodclart mumble Big man, not inna likkle man fumble (big man ting) Di gyal describe me as a lighty Di gyal ah tell me seh she like me Kiss me up from the back and start bite me Ah some big batty gyal ah entice me Tantalise me, nobody chastise me Gyal go weak in di knees from dem sight me And di whole ah dem boyfriend wan' fight me Becuh dem never ever get a man like me Yeah, I heard she got a man, homie Yeah, he wanna lay the hands on me But he should see the way she dance on me Yeah, wishing I ain't had no pants on me This gyal ah tell me seh she want me Whole leap of gyal inna me army And every day, a different one ah dem ah call me They call me up because ah me ah get dem horny Me get a call from Janet, but me never panic Bedroom bully, everyting ah get damage Say nuttin', di big thick one me haffi manage But me ah no savage I'm telling you I'm iller, tell you man I've been there When I say I beat the pussy up, I'm being sincere She's all toned up, I'm wearing nuttin' but some swimwear I know a couple other donnies wishing they was in there (bad luck, guys) She likes my swagger and she said I'm kind of cheeky And I've been running through the pussy kind of neatly And all their hubbies wanna beef me But I'm the one she like, them guys are kind of neeky (idiots) Yeah, I heard she got a man, homie Yeah, he wanna lay the hands on me But he should see the way she dance on me Yeah, wishing I ain't had no pants on me Bare gyal me response for ('nuff ah dem) Me ah di gyal dem sponsor Have Colleen and Sophie and Sandra Dis ah no joke, ah no bloodclart banter (serious ting) Becuh di gyal dem start fiend fi me And all di gyal dem out on road, dem have a need fi me I forgot a ting that keeps on telling me she's leaving me But on the other hand, she said she wants to breed for me Bare gyal me response for ('nuff ah dem) Me ah di gyal dem sponsor Have Colleen and Sophie and Sandra Dis ah no joke, ah no bloodclart banter (serious ting) Becuh di gyal dem start fiend fi me And all di gyal dem out on road, dem have a need fi me I forgot a ting that keeps on telling me she's leaving me But on the other hand, she said she wants to breed for me Yeah, I heard she got a man, homie Yeah, he wanna lay the hands on me But he should see the way she dance on me Yeah, wishing I ain't had no pants on me Yeah, I heard she got a man, homie Yeah, he wanna lay the hands on me But he should see the way she dance on me Yeah, wishing I ain't had no pants on me

Arf, arf, arf Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (Right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (Frankie Mothafuckin' P) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis It's about to get uglier than Balenciagas Felt bad I never finished college Now we fuckin' cuties with booties in Dapper Dan silk pajamas Livin' the dream, open up your eyelids Me and Flacko on a island with a few bad bitches How my cousin make a mil' off a du-rag business? All my dawgs with the shit, you with a few cat litters All the yellow with the black like the Wu back (Su) Back when I was rentin' beds, I was still catchin' head If I was bussin' dishes, I'd be still fuckin' bitches Boof pack, gift wrapped just like Christmas Gone for a minute, now I'm back, did you miss me? Had the whole Harlem World wearin' Under Armours Under the armors, I'm a pretty mothafuckin' comma Gorgeous comma, pretty much about to fuck your mama Kinda runnin' late for this meetin' with Obama I ain't mean it to rhyme, but call me when your mind right Meet me with your romper, CC me when the vibe right More money, more problem, more chopper, more drama And I got these hoes, feelin' like Mo Bamba Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Who gon' do what? My dawgs gon' tool up Nigga, look out, 'cause look down like one, two, fucked And we don't give two fucks Where I'm from, you lunch, you food Niggas called your bluff Pockets Warren Buffett, security guard too buff I like my songs screwed up I own a gold toothbrush, I get my gold tooth buffed I'ma stomp a nigga out in Timberland nubuck Young Buck, too buck, Benz truck, new truck Big horns, tuba, more good than Cuba They tried to hit us like Huey with the armpits up But we swerved through the bullets, get your targets up Hood Pope up in this bitch, in Trap Lord we trust Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis

Oh we finna fuck up a check today, Nigga, fuck that! Oh we finna get paid today I'm 'bout my cash today I'm 'bout my dough today I'm 'bout my hoes today Money on my mind every fucking day, hunnids on my mind every fucking day Get that money young nigga! Get that cash young nigga! Take that cash young nigga! Flacko! I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride All that I wanted man Bring me some money man Look at my wallet man Countin' the hunnids Call me the money man She do the money dance I keep the money man Keep it one hunnid Cash rules everything around me Nigga ask about me I swear my shooters be my juniors call me Robert Downey He held it down, he held his own Now holding down the county It just so happen now, she wet and now i'm all outta Bounty I'm the quicker, picker upper Still don't give no fucks bruh Quick to pick her up I be that pretty mothafucker For fuckin' up my cash on Ubers Time to switch the truck up Tip the driver Turn the Future up, fuck up some commas Homicide, pussy good, eat it good, treat it good Beat it good, peck a wood, wish you could Love a ride, ride or die Ride it backfroth, side to side Make it shake, surfboard Make a nigga go dumb for it I'ma ride, I'ma ride Love the bitch 'till I die Genuine, Bonnie Clyde We gon' die, Homicide Suicide, two of us You and I, crucified Truths and lies, you despise I'm the best, you decide I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride Choose a side, suicide You and I, crucified You despise I'm the best, you decide Pull up on lil shawty Hello, howdy, howdy I just hopped out my Rover Shot my rollie, uhh I just hit my jeweler threw some diamonds on it Told that hoe don't come I ain't got no times for phonies, uhh I've been gettin' money, Why you niggas fronting? Flacko told me "fuck 'em", I'm like "nah let's buck 'em" I ain't got no time, these niggas want discussion Told her drop that ass, I ain't tryna fuck you I just bought a stripper pole I put it in my bed room Got your hoe plus several more sliding down the metal 666 off in your bitch She call my dick the devil She like "nasty baby demon", yeah that boy a rebel All that I wanted man Wanted some money man Look at my wallet man Countin' the hunnids Call me the money man She do the money dance I keep the money man Keep it one hunnid Look at my product man I'm made of money man Check out my closet man Call in the contraband Fuck with the rubber bands I count a hunnid bands She see the money man She do the money dance I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride Choose a side, suicide You and I, crucified You despise I'm the best, you decide

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