Okay... she love gangsters
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Okay... she love gangsters
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[Verse 1:]
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First class flights {flights}, 6 star nights {nights}
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I'm the man, the king, the gangster of ya life
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Picture dis convertible coupe doors and rollin hard
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Brand new gucci bag with a wallet full of credit cards
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Hustlers cash out, reload and come back
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We weathered ever storm suckers could'ntreplace dat
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But when you rollin with ke you with a g
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I let dem haters do whatever dey can I do me
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She love her a gangster the swag and all
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She say nigga I'm ridin witcha if you rise or fall
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My game spectacular it's off the charts
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It's just dat gangster profile dat done captured her heart
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[Hook:]
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Come on, she love her a gangster
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The way I hustle and shine I'm bout my grind all the time
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I swear dat she love her a gangster
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Ain't nuthin other den me wen you a g dats how it be
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She tell me dat she love her a gangster
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Who handle business fareal I'm bout my [?] in the field
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And now she say she love her a gangster
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Ain't nothin better den dat I'm bout my [?] so holla back
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She love her a gangster {gangster}
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[Verse 2:]
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I let her roll with a crook, I'm dressed in all black
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Homie dats dat gangster look, she sittin shot gun strapped
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It's a beautiful ride, so sexy and cool wat a hell of a drive
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Such a true vet I'm still a bad actor
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She listen to me when I talk the respect factor
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Big body coupe {coupe}, champayne range {range}
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Here go a stack for the prada boots keep the change
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The sweet presidental, top floor, trump tower
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Come catch the money train it's leavin in like a hour
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We so fresh, we killed the scene {killed the scene}
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You with a boss come be a queen if you know wat I mean
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Loose your other man, dat non sense thru
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You with a real g please don't compare the two
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Do wat you want to do, be wat you want to be
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I'm so gangster I guess dats why she love me
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[Hook:]
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Come on, she love her a gangster
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The way I hustle and shine I'm bout my grind all the time
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I swear dat she love her a gangster
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Ain't nuthin other den me wen you a g dats how it be
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She tell me dat she love her a gangster
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Who handle business fareal I'm bout my [?] in the field
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And now she say she love her a gangster
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Ain't nothin better den dat I'm bout my [?] so holla back
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She love her a gangster {gangster}
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[Verse 3:]
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Fire it up, fire it up
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I know the hot spots
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She love gangster niggas, true g's dat call shots
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I made major moves wen all dem suckers failed
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I keep her stress free low key protected well
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Dis here is thug life dis here is a hustlers story
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No matter time or place baby keep it gangster for me
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It's all hood {hood}, we so paid {paid}
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She break me off on the highway ridin escalades
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Smokin top grade, belvadere shots
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6 hundred v12 ridin on dem crome dots
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Dem haters still talk but she don't quit
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I ain't my fault dat dis girl like gangster shit
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[Hook:]
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Come on, she love her a gangster
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The way I hustle and shine I'm bout my grind all the time
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I swear dat she love her a gangster
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Ain't nuthin other den me wen you a g dats how it be
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She tell me dat she love her a gangster
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Who handle business fareal I'm bout my [?] in the field
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And now she say she love her a gangster
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Ain't nothin better den dat I'm bout my [?] so holla back
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She love her a gangster {gangster}
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She Love Gangsta's
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| Lil' Keke |
