Текст песни Young Prodeje - Hey Luv
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Hey love[ VERSE 1 ]Females are shady as they wanna be (wanna be)Out for the cheese, but they wanna beefSlidin to the side, but you can`t see over meWe gon` keep it real, to the glass, let the Moлt spillHow you feel, is you wantin me? (ah-ah)Well, money shady, make a lady act ficticiouslyThat`s why I love it, baby can`t get close to meI built a gate, hawk-eye the game closelyThat`s why I`m straight, what these thugs thinkin ofTryin to split me and my loveWe gon` flow like a dove sack to hit em backCause I saw it, hummin, comin at meThese fools bustin and it`s comin rapidlyDon`t you know me, homie? I`m about what you aboutPeep, creep while you sleep, clean your whole stash out20 g`s all dubs, player, what you gotSmokin hay with my love, keep spendin, won`t stop[ CHORUS ]Hey loveMay I have a word with youI lied to you, yeahGuess what I been going through[ VERSE 2 ]I used to think you love everything I stood aboutNever once did you doubt the fact I`ll make it outThis ghetto, push a Benz, D Troop, Wayne and TwinsBust a broad, call a friend, it`s off the heezy once againLet em never come between us, never take us to the cleanersSteady dippin out the backdo` with Funky Cold MedinaI seen it in her eyes, analyze, play the game tooDon`t be sloppy, boo, or I be droppin youOff at your mama`s house, no Jerry Springer boutCause that`s the felony, that`s what they tellin meAnd it`s my word like a spelling, beeI rather see Pam Grier round here, Foxy Brown with meExcept you stay around, lie, clown, die with meSplit the pie 50/50 eye to eye with meThat`s on the game, mack gotta beThe best on the west, start a worldwide lottery[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3 ]How many women out here want a millionGraduate, then wait to have childrenHow many girls out there with five babiesWaitin for a `I do`, but you`re `I maybe`sBaby, I want a fly lady, 5-MercedesBody lookin damn good, still drive me crazyThe kind that like the ice watch cause it freeze timeDon`t ask the price on that cause I gees mineI`m a city slicker from a slicker cityBaby from the country, so she brick-buildin tittyI`m on the West coast, so I`m one of those boysTo match up the preacher daughter with the homeboyHow many women out there want a millionGraduate, then wait to have childrenHow many girls out there with five babiesWaitin for a `I do`, but you`re `I maybe`s[ CHORUS (2X) ]