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Love This Shitt August Alsina Lyrics

I luv you baby, I luv it. Bitches been missing me lately. Verse 1: august alsina]. This is what you want, I'mma put it like this. This real life to his fake shit, bottles in the air. God damn it, I luv it. Girl, ain't no bitch nigga, no rich nigga, no snitch nigga. Verse 2: trey songz]. She tell me keep fuckin, cause she luv this shit. And I luv it, I luv it.

Man I luv this shit (man I luv this shit). I luv it, I, god damn it. Then we see all the panties drop. Yo' bitch choosin' on a real nigga, let her chill nigga. I luv it, I. I'm gon' luv her better, cause her man ain't shit. Like this: laa-laa laa-laa laa (laa-laa laa-laa laa). She said she just got her some titties). I'm so bossed up, I be talking like rich. I'm way to high to be trippin' like this.

Soon as we step in, we got your chick. Lay it down to the aug, trey and chris remix. I smoke till I choke and I'm dizzy. Can't wait till' I come to her city). They love it when I talk to em' crazy. You luv it, say you luv it girl. And I know you hate it. You luv it, better make you luv it girl (x2). Imma keep stuntin', cause I luv bein' rich. The way I fuck her, you would think I luv this bitch. So I'mma keep on fucking like I luv this bitch. A little peach ciroc and we faded. See I went and got a little help. A nigga back with this motherfuckin' remix, (remix).

Cause I got rozay, a little bombay. Ohh, that's my baby, just do it like you care. Let it drip, yeah catch my babies. Baby when we play, put this song on replay. I tell her keep on suckin', girl get all this dick. All we doin' is licking, and fucking, and touching. To get the whole club poppin' like freaknic.
And we about to kill this shit. Girl don't worry bout' your, hairs fuck up. Cause I'm pullin' it like this. I'm so fucked up, now I'm talking my shit. Yungin' got the heat to make em' pop. And yo' chick, and yo' chick. Imma keep doin', and I does this shit. Cause we lining up the shots. She like "ooh, that's my shit". Suck a nigga dick, do it with alot of spit. She said when I kiss it, go and sing to her. Your man's fucked up, he don't do you like this. Don't need full conversation. I'm faded, drinking.
Been chillin' and I feel like killin' you niggas. She said make luv, just make luv, just make luv to me. She loves it, she loves it. Soon as we hit the parking lot. Verse 3: chris brown]. Right now, and she want to try some new shit.
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