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Some More (Studio Session) Some More (Studio Session) Producers 1 viewer Some More (Studio Session) Lyrics (Yeah) (Love, don't love me, bitch, I know, but the drugs still love me, that's for sure, yeah) (Love, don't love me, bitch, I know, but the drugs still love me, that's for sure, ooh) [Chorus] Ayy, love don't love me, bitch, I know But the drugs still love me, that's for sure She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy Fuck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy Everything she said, I heard it all before, huh I see all these dmons, they disguised as whores, uh All I know is count th money up from the floor, huh If the pussy good, I may just go get some more, more [Verse 1] Say she want my heart, she can't afford it Maybe 'cause I'm on my way to getting on the Forbes list Pretty jiggy nigga, can't ignore it, ayy Ballin', bitch, I feel like Michael Jordan Sip codeine, I'm snorin' 'til the mornin' Got the heater on my hip like global warming, ayy Run up, you get shot, this is a warnin' Freddy Krueger in your dreams, I'm filled with torment She say that she love me, bitch, whatever that means I remember her and all her friends were laughin' at me Now they tell me I could fuck, that shit so funny to me Lost ten thousand playin' basketball, a hundred to me [Chorus] Ayy, love don't love me, bitch, I know But the drugs still love me, that's for sure She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy Fuck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy Everything she said, I heard it all before, huh I see all these demons, they disguised as whores, uh All I know is count the money up from the floor, huh If the pussy good, I may just go get some more, more [Verse 2] Im back on the Perc's, bad habits And I got the yerk, automatic Reject like a jerk, that shit tragic Catch me lackin, that shit's traffic Now I'm back on the Perc's, bad habits .40 make them jerk, automatic He don't want no smoke, let him have it I've been wreaking havoc, I've been wreaking havoc Brand-new bitch to match my whip, that bitch is foreign, foreign Give me a foreign bitch, American bitch is boring, boring Took that bitch to Bora Bora, India or Aurora I'ma ball super hard, that's just Michael Jordan That lil' bitch, she light, she famous, look like Rita Ora I need money, power, drugs in that order Moving faster than them nigga's moving, crossing borders I put money on my brother books ain't talking borders Free him out the jam, he won't never snitch Yeah, he in a jam, not with the snitchin' shit You know what snitches get, they get extended clip (You know what snitches get, they get extended clip) Turn the bedroom into a horror movie Hit it from the back until she screams If you dont like what I say, then fucking sue me At the end of the day, I'm just doing me Yeah, that lil' bitch, she bad, she out of fucking movie Ayy, it's so hot and wet, just like a damn jacuzzi Ayy, got a Mac-11, I don't fuck with Uzis Ayy, bout to make a movie, shit this shit like Clooney Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, these bitches choose me, they can lose me All these drugs I take, I'm too confused, lost in the music And this triple nine shit is a movement, get into it Told that bitch to do it, do it, like Nike, just do it Ayy, love don't love me, bitch, I know But the drugs still love me, that's for sure She fell in love with a junkie, gettin' the dough, ayy Fuck her one time, then show her to the door, ayy Everything she said, I heard it all before, huh I see all these demons, they disguised as whores, uh All I know is count the money up from the floor, huh If the pussy good, I may just go get some more, more [Verse 2] Im back on the Perc's, bad habits And I got the yerk, automatic Reject like a jerk, that shit tragic Catch me lackin, that shit's traffic Now I'm back on the Perc's, bad habits .40 make them jerk, automatic He don't want no smoke, let him have it I've been wreaking havoc, I've been wreaking havoc Brand-new bitch to match my whip, that bitch is foreign, foreign Give me a foreign bitch, American bitch is boring, boring Took that bitch to Bora Bora, India or Aurora I'ma ball super hard, that's just Michael Jordan That lil' bitch, she light, she famous, look like Rita Ora I need money, power, drugs in that order Moving faster than them nigga's moving, crossing borders I put money on my brother books ain't talking borders Free him out the jam, he won't never snitch Yeah, he in a jam, not with the snitchin' shit You know what snitches get, they get extended clip (You know what snitches get, they get extended clip) Turn the bedroom into a horror movie Hit it from the back until she screams If you dont like what I say, then fucking sue me At the end of the day, I'm just doing me Yeah, that lil' bitch, she bad, she out of fucking movie Ayy, it's so hot and wet, just like a damn jacuzzi Ayy, got a Mac-11, I don't fuck with Uzis Ayy, bout to make a movie, shit this shit like Clooney Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, these bitches choose me, they can lose me All these drugs I take, I'm too confused, lost in the music And this triple nine shit is a movement, get into it Told that bitch to do it, do it, like Nike, just do it [Bridge] Ooh, shit, that's a long ride Buckle up, bae, let me get inside Running all day, I can't never hide Never feeling low, oh, Im already high [Verse 3] Yeah, gassed up, pissed off, money nonstop All in on the bitch, you know where we on Say she wanna fuck, I told her I am not your line I don't wanna fuck, I'm acting like I'm nonchalant Walk out in the rain, nigga, I'm the champ You ain't hooping, nah, get the fuck up out my camp Backpack say Champ, run up, you get blimp Yeah, I keep a yim, R.I.P
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