Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Love Her

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

Verse 1: too

You it shows
Da way you her
Da way you her
You wanna her all da time
Was on mind
Can't da thought
You feel like your soulmate
Can't to walk down da aisle wit da tramp
It's true love cause da only one your thinkin of
You don't care about da she suck
You gonna her
Ask no
turn kiss her
She's you looking for, in a woman
Wake up early in da
And you sumpthin
That's more pleasure than wealth
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 that's like to lick your ass
Take you out to dinner and she you some cash
There's one flaw
You she ain't faithful
You still tryin to stick to the like a staple
I mad at you
I befo'
You done slipped up and got you a good ho
I God damn well, it's you life
Why you tryin to turn a ho into a wife
just a cum freak (oooooooooooooooo)
Let you it on her face (oooooooooooooooooo)
Do it on da day (oooooooooooooooooooo)
gotta have dat taste
I know you her

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

2: slink capone

Well she can suck my
And it jaw
Had em
it when I nut in there face
Cause they say it taste ? ? ? ? ?
Take off da
Let da hit
no future in ya front
Cause youze a and you won't admit it
Sittin in da seat
pretty
Your attuitude is
But all I do is kill a kitty
Oh, you free ride?
Bitch get ass out
You can on walkin til you get to hot and pass out
When we was at you mama's house hand was on my leg
my dick rise up
Now I'm to fuck
But you insist on makin a nigga for it
Takin for it
But girl I ain't to spend a brick for it
One thing you doooooo
To be a g like
Be down to make bitches catch that rtd
Bitches be
Suckin or videotapin
When hear about the money you makin they yellin way
But you can fuck, and hitchhike
I you love her (I know you love her)

Too

right
Ain't no bitches no kind of slack
(because a tramp bieatchh)

Verse 3: too

You it ain't nothin wrong
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 bitch
If you had another girl, you knew she wouldn't
But ain't tryin to be no ice playa
stupid shit, like take me car
She hit the next house and go make him hard
Fuck him real good cause she's have it
Men can't her cause she's a bad bitch
Fell in love wit her, your not da
Face in her
Can't stop the
She be worse
Get back wit your
Her pussy's so you could ride it in a hearse
missionary style
You can't get
She's the kind of woman that have your child
But there ain't no turnin
Your posted like a
Nigga fucked and fell in love wit a tramp
Face lit like a bug, you see her
She takin off her and you can't wait to eat her
So good, you stay wit da freak
If you you would fuck her every day of da week
I you love her (ooooooooooooooooo)
But you can't stay (oooooooooooooo)
Gotta this kinda shit in the right perspective

Verse 4: capone

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

all I got
To make da hot
It got in traffic
Had to on up
I had to up to your bumber
And gun the, nut on your back and your
And now you got a hairy and a link
of ? ? ? ? ? ? slink
Don't trip, next you wanna see safe sex
I had da taped up on the vhs
I all da hoes, all my bitches
And then watch em on da 52 inches
Baller style cause we livin in da killa kingdom
Big heat, big dick and big is all I bringin
time I want to see you I'll pop another 23
I'll be watchin you but you see me

I you love her