Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Love Her

Yo
Was on your
Can't stop thinkin about that
All day, about havin sex with da bieatchhhhh
Quit cho girlfriend for a
I know you dat tramp

1: too $hort

You know it
Da way you her
Da way you her
You wanna fuck her all da
Was on mind
shake da thought
You feel like she's your
wait to walk down da aisle wit da tramp
It's true love cause she's da only one your of
You don't care about da she suck
You miss her
Ask no
Just turn her
She's you looking for, in a woman
Wake up early in da
And you sumpthin
That's more pleasure than material
You feel that good all by yourself
Let alone the last bitch you had was frigid
Couldn't get on top and she didn't dick
Well now you got a bitch that's like to your ass
Take you out to dinner and she you some cash
only one flaw
You know she ain't
You still tryin to stick to the like a staple
I mad at you
I befo'
You slipped up and got you a real good ho
I know God damn well, it's you
Why you tryin to turn a ho into a house
She's just a cum (oooooooooooooooo)
Let you shoot it on her (oooooooooooooooooo)
Do it on da day (oooooooooooooooooooo)
gotta have dat taste
I you love her

I know you love her ( I know you her)
But she's a tramp bitch ( she's a bieatch)
I know you love her ( I you love her)
But she's a bitch (tramp bitch, tramp bitch)

2: slink capone

Well she can my dick
And it jaw
Had em
it when I nut in there face
Cause they say it like ? ? ? ? ?
off da draws
Let da hit
no future in ya front
Cause a freak and you won't admit it
in da passanger seat
Lookin
attuitude is shitty
But all I wanna do is kill a
Oh, you wanna free
Bitch get ass out
You can keep on til you get to hot and pass out
When we was at you house your hand was on my leg
my dick rise up
Now I'm to fuck
But you insist on makin a wish for it
shit for it
But girl I ain't to spend a brick for it
One thing you doooooo
To be a g meeeee
Be down to make them bitches that rtd
Bitches be
Suckin dick or
When they hear about the money you makin yellin way
But you can fuck, and hitchhike
I know you love her (I know you her)

Too

That's
givin no bitches no kind of slack
(because a tramp bieatchh)

3: too short

You know it ain't nothin
Whats on
As long as you ain't mad when she come home
Cause baby ain't
And how it is
You gotta get use to sharin your
If you had another girl, you knew she wouldn't
But ain't tryin to be no ice cold
Sayin shit, like take me car
She hit the next nigga and go make him hard
him real good cause she's gotta have it
Men can't resist her she's a bad bitch
in love wit her, your not da first
Face in her
stop the thirst
She could be
Get wit your first
Her pussy's so dead you ride it in a hearse
Only missionary
You can't get
She's the kind of woman could have your child
But ain't no turnin around
Your like a lamp
Nigga fucked around and fell in wit a tramp
lit like a bug, everytime you see her
She off her clothes and you can't wait to eat her
So good, you wanna wit da freak
If you could you fuck her every day of da week
I know you her (ooooooooooooooooo)
But you can't stay (oooooooooooooo)
Gotta keep this shit in the right perspective

Verse 4: capone

Uh, don't act like you want to lick me
youze da bomb
Me and da homies had you gone off a 40 of mickeys and a bag of

all I got
To make da hot
It got graphic in
Had to on up
I had to up to your bumber
And gun the, nut on back and your neck
And now you got a bone and a link
Compilament of ? ? ? ? ? ?
Don't trip, next you wanna see safe sex
I had da shit up on the vhs
I all da hoes, all my bitches
And then watch em later on da 52
Baller style cause we livin in da killa cali
Big heat, big dick and big nuts is all I
Next time I to see you I'll pop another 23
I'll be you but you can't see me

I you love her