Feel in Love - Fat trell

Fat trell

专辑:《Trap Music (August Edition) [Explicit]》

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Feel in Love - Fat trell 歌词

Feel in Love - Fat trell/Rick Ross

She fell in love with a d**e boy

Until she found out

D**e boys b**ch a** niggas

Scared of the killas

Scared of the riders

She fell in love with a murderer

I'm a cold blooded killer

I'm a cold blooded

So you should know what I did to that p**sy boy

You damn right I hit her

You damn right I hit her

She heard I was a d**e boy

She heard I was a d**e boy

I heard she was a gold digger

I heard she was a gold digger

All I know is she a real b**ch

All I know is she a real b**ch

So I f**k her like a real ni**a

Met her in Miami I was f**kin' up a check

All black with a strap I was f**kin' up they set

Fat ni**a in the drop so the roof dropped back

Pocket full of guap tell yo' ex ni**a top that

Have you ever had sex in a cherry red Bach

With a fat trap ni**a get that p**sy so wet

Work it out bowflex og no stress

Proceed progress new house mo' checks

I know you tired of ya lifestyle

She said she love me cause my life wild

She said she need it right now

Cause what I got can't fit in a lifestyle

Actavis make her tongue sweet

And going deep make her heart stop

All it take is one call

I'm pullin' up when the call drop

She fell in love with a murderer

I'm a cold blooded killer

I'm a cold blooded killer

So you should know what I did to that p**sy boy

You damn right I hit her

You damn right I hit her

She heard I was a d**e boy

She heard I was a d**e boy

I heard she was a gold digger

I heard she was a gold digger

All I know is she a real b**ch

All I know is she a real b**ch

So I f**k her like a real ni**a

F**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

F**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

F**k her like a real ni**a

She f**kin' with a real ni**a

I met her in Orlando after the show

I was tryna leave she told me she tryna go

I was on the pill she told me she tryna roll

I was tryna f**k so she told me do it slow

Hit her from the back sippin' act blowin' pap

Whenever she leave tell her lead with the strap

My chopper's in the front

Triple beams in the back

Young b**ch gotta teach her how to act

How to trap like

Take that leave that though

Three stacks for the petrol

Window down for the jet smoke

I remember riding metro

Now it's beef steak with the beer shrimp

Heavy butter like a real pimp

She gettin' tired counting all night

Shopping trips make it alright

She fell in love with a murderer

I'm a cold blooded killer

I'm a cold blooded killer

So you should know what I did to that p**sy boy

You damn right I hit her

You damn right I hit her

She heard I was a d**e boy

She heard I was a d**e boy

I heard she was a gold digger

I heard she was a gold digger

All I know is she a real b**ch

All I know is she a real b**ch

So I f**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

F**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

F**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

F**k her like a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

She f**kin' with a real ni**a

I f**k her like a real ni**a

F**k her like a real ni**a

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