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Luv Em Bandz Lyrics - Artist : 3MFrench
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You know what the fuck it is, man Triple M, SLC, man Money Makin' Malis Just scheming like a crook, nigga You know what it is, northside Free all the dawgs Number 3 coming live from hell I-I-I love 'em bands Shitshitshe say she love me, man Shitsh, but she just love 'em bands I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah Paper chasin', shordy know that I need it She sayin' I grind too much But she say that because she need me It's money over these bitches Now they sayin' I'm greedy 'Cause I ain't the one to come home Fucking, and then I'm leaving Heard they schemin' and watchin' Trending, but they can't top it These bitches sayin' they love me But I'm tellin' them that they lost it Bidding off a thotless, topping all the soft shit Pop it and off this soft shit They smoking shisha and gossip Was serving fiends, retarded She screamin' "Archee, how come you won't cuff me, man?" I fucked up, I said I want her, but I switched up when I nutted, man Shoutout to my family in the- (Shhh) Makin' hunnid bands, make that money stretch Then we wrap it up in rubber bands I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah Countin' all bands, I ain't seen enough Got a gun in my hand, try tweak with us Hope you niggas understand we serious Gun bang, make your body have a period Love 'em bands, so I keep it tucked (Yeah) Keep it on me when I'm schemin' up (Uh-huh) If a nigga try me, swear he gon' leave in an ambulance (Bll-rr-rr-rr-rr-tt) Lotta niggas try to gwan like they with' it Wops on the line, I be gone in a minute (Hell yeah) Shordy only call when she want me to hit it She ain't tryna start, she want me to kill it Niggas wanna know how I ball like I'm Griffin (Haa?) Ain't no money, and you called, and you trippin' I'm turnt up, alcohol, what I'm sippin' Counting all these bands, swear to God we be livin' (Hell yeah) But it wasn't like that from the start Where I'm from, niggas flippin' packs and go hard (CLE) Walking with a strap, I was watching for the narcs Hell nah, we ain't going back to the start (Hell nah) Niggas in the game, I'm just playing my part (Yeah) Niggas want me dead, but these niggas ain't smart Run up on me, pussy nigga, get bark'd (Grr-rrtt) Kill a nigga for them bands, I ain't got no heart, gang! (Ba-ba-bow) I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah I'm trappin', I'm trappin' (Trap-Trap) I'm tryna make this loot She fuckin', she fuckin' or else she get the boot Trappers, shooters, and killers in my crew (Haye) Nigga, I don't give a fuck about you (Fuck) Fifths, ninas, and the 22's (Habbad) Shots, no chase, comin' at you (Never) Nigga, I can't slip, it's in my True's (Never that) Free Number 3, KB, they coming soon (My dawg) I'm a real nigga and I don't fuck with goofs (Hell yeah) Shooters in the cut, and they leave no proof (Never) It's a movie when I'm in the room (Skrrt) Young 'mali starting, I'm riding with the poon (Hell yeah) Money Makin' Malis, CLE, top goons (Triple-M) Who's this girl? Lemme talk to you (Yeah, baby) Shorty bad, tryna be my boo (Who's that?) She's an opp bitch, she's movin' rude (Fuck the opps) Henny and shisha change her mood (Haye) Freedom Kipling playing all my tunes (Gang) Playing all my tunes Shisha and Henny change her mood (What's wrong with her?) Northside shit, free CP, KBK, all the dawgs there, man Keep countin', keep countin', fuck, man! (I love them bands) I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah I love 'em bands, I swear I love 'em bands (I do, I do) She say she love me, man But she just love them bands Wrap it with rubber bands Them thotties runnin' fast I'm tryna help my fam' You wouldn't understand, ah |
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