LOVE DONT COST A THING (feat. Che) - glo/Che.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Rashod Smith
[00:00.210] 作曲 : Rashod Smith
[00:00.421]Told tha— told that bitch that love don't cost a thing
[00:03.319]I fi— I filled up my cup with that lean (Lucid)
[00:06.668]Bitch, my pockets filled with dubs in these Dior jeans
[00:09.759]Yeah, step all over my opps, kill my enemies
[00:12.958]Yeah, s-s-summer time over, can you feel the breeze?
[00:15.764]I just caught him with his dick out, lil' bro can't even pee, woah
[00:19.317]When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, woah
[00:21.954]When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, bee'
[00:25.112]When I pop out, Givenchy, they say I'm so fleek-fleek
[00:28.085]I make the crowd go wild, I make the crowd go crazy
[00:31.049]This lil' ho wanna have my child, she wanna have my baby
[00:34.143]This lil' ho wanna have my child, she wanna have my baby
[00:37.686]I-I'm too cool, I'm too cool, I'm too cool for you
[00:40.488]Put my diamonds on your body, make you comfortable
[00:43.678]I'm with Miggy totin' 'em blickys with lil' Rari too
[00:46.659]In Miami hittin' drifts inside that 'Rari coupe
[00:49.591]Yeah, yeah, I see my opp', then blow them
[00:52.695]I'm pourin' up oxycodone, lil' nigga, don't step in this ozone
[00:55.792]My diamonds, you know they on Frozone
[00:57.422]Lil' thot wanna ****, tell her, "Hold on"
[00:58.918]Lil' thot wanna ****, tell her, "Hold on"
[01:00.402]Lil' thot wanna ****, tell her, "Hold on"
[01:02.816]She ridin' the dick like, uh, uh, oh, I'm makin' her cum (Woah)
[01:05.934]Okay, speak on gang, I'm finna cut off yo' tongue (Boop-boop-boop, woah)
[01:09.002]Okay, speak on gang, the mob gon' cut off yo' tongue (Huh, huh)
[01:12.030]P-U-N-K, punk, okay, diamonds light up, I'm puttin' on (What? Yeah)
[01:15.321]We finna beat on his ass, I'm finna leave him for dead (Yeah, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[01:18.086]We put a beam on his ass, I'm finna leave him for dead (Yeah, huh, yeah)
[01:21.030]Baby, I got two lifestyles, I'm an emo and punk, yeah
[01:24.040]Baby, I got two lifestyles, I'm an emo and punk, yeah
[01:26.898]Yeah, three cellphones, I don't answer none of 'em (I don't)
[01:30.144]Yeah, I **** on an opp' bitch, woah, finna **** another one (Lucid)
[01:33.012]I'm tellin' these hoes, "stay bloody," huh
[01:34.721]Open the door, bitch, I'm runnin' up (Yeah)
[01:36.074]Walk in the store and my gun is tucked
[01:37.601]Huh, I'm bustin' up anyone (Let's go)
[01:39.193]Huh, I'm bustin' up anyone (Okay, okay)
[01:40.981]These drugs are for everyone, I bring back the devil, huh
[01:44.028]I **** 'em in pairs, huh (Racks, racks)
[01:45.689]My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
[01:47.272]My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
[01:48.875]My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
[01:50.443]My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
[01:51.964]Told tha— told that bitch that love don't cost a thing
[01:54.798]I fi— I filled up my cup with that lean (Lucid)
[01:58.055]Bitch, my pockets filled with dubs in these Dior jeans
[02:01.130]Yeah, step all over my opps, kill my enemies
[02:04.378]Yeah, s-s-summer time over, can you feel the breeze?
[02:07.653]I just caught him with his dick out, lil' bro can't even pee, woah
[02:10.761]When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, woah
[02:13.723]When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, bee'
文本歌词
作词 : Rashod Smith
作曲 : Rashod Smith
Told tha— told that bitch that love don't cost a thing
I fi— I filled up my cup with that lean (Lucid)
Bitch, my pockets filled with dubs in these Dior jeans
Yeah, step all over my opps, kill my enemies
Yeah, s-s-summer time over, can you feel the breeze?
I just caught him with his dick out, lil' bro can't even pee, woah
When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, woah
When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, bee'
When I pop out, Givenchy, they say I'm so fleek-fleek
I make the crowd go wild, I make the crowd go crazy
This lil' ho wanna have my child, she wanna have my baby
This lil' ho wanna have my child, she wanna have my baby
I-I'm too cool, I'm too cool, I'm too cool for you
Put my diamonds on your body, make you comfortable
I'm with Miggy totin' 'em blickys with lil' Rari too
In Miami hittin' drifts inside that 'Rari coupe
Yeah, yeah, I see my opp', then blow them
I'm pourin' up oxycodone, lil' nigga, don't step in this ozone
My diamonds, you know they on Frozone
Lil' thot wanna ****, tell her, "Hold on"
Lil' thot wanna ****, tell her, "Hold on"
Lil' thot wanna ****, tell her, "Hold on"
She ridin' the dick like, uh, uh, oh, I'm makin' her cum (Woah)
Okay, speak on gang, I'm finna cut off yo' tongue (Boop-boop-boop, woah)
Okay, speak on gang, the mob gon' cut off yo' tongue (Huh, huh)
P-U-N-K, punk, okay, diamonds light up, I'm puttin' on (What? Yeah)
We finna beat on his ass, I'm finna leave him for dead (Yeah, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We put a beam on his ass, I'm finna leave him for dead (Yeah, huh, yeah)
Baby, I got two lifestyles, I'm an emo and punk, yeah
Baby, I got two lifestyles, I'm an emo and punk, yeah
Yeah, three cellphones, I don't answer none of 'em (I don't)
Yeah, I **** on an opp' bitch, woah, finna **** another one (Lucid)
I'm tellin' these hoes, "stay bloody," huh
Open the door, bitch, I'm runnin' up (Yeah)
Walk in the store and my gun is tucked
Huh, I'm bustin' up anyone (Let's go)
Huh, I'm bustin' up anyone (Okay, okay)
These drugs are for everyone, I bring back the devil, huh
I **** 'em in pairs, huh (Racks, racks)
My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
My arm and leg, huh (Yeah, yeah)
Told tha— told that bitch that love don't cost a thing
I fi— I filled up my cup with that lean (Lucid)
Bitch, my pockets filled with dubs in these Dior jeans
Yeah, step all over my opps, kill my enemies
Yeah, s-s-summer time over, can you feel the breeze?
I just caught him with his dick out, lil' bro can't even pee, woah
When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, woah
When I pull out .223, you gon' hear that beam, bee'