Greg Street - I Think I Love Her lyrics

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Greg Street - I Think I Love Her lyrics

Yellow Benz with a spoiler kit, with my spoiler chick Yellow diamonds on my neck and wrist, match this yellow b**h She a trip, shawty she the sh**, she know she the sh** If you don't buy her what she want then she throw a fit She a b**h, shawty mean as sh** but she super thick And she act silly like a kid, give her candy sticks She a bit, make her flip a brick, make her sic a chick Since legit, I've been swaggin' dick, Gucci Mane the sh** I met a girl named Suzie, I let her join my group I know she's not a groupie, so I let her in my coupe I snatched her in my fender while I stashed her in my tire Suzie is a money maker but that b**h a liar Suzie rollin' '08 'Rarri but that girl on fire Pull us over, Calla Road, and say she has a price Ten bricks in my car, shawty singin' like Mariah Singin' like the choir, better yet, singin' like Mya, b**h Well, my name is Suzie and Gucci think I love him That s**a think I'm loyal but I f**s with all the hustlas I be wit all the ballers, I be at all the spots I might be in yo' kitchen n***a cookin' with yo' pop I think I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you don't love me I think I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you don't love me I know I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you dont' love me I know I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you don't love me I think I love her She sweet but keep, keep, she stains her eye ring Two piece, she dime piece and jeans they dead meat She sweet, she so deep, she reap with good teeth Two jobs, she get cheese, her dates are my treat How neat, she loves to eat, we eat, bon appetite We feed, she's so neat and like me she so neat n***a always talk but I run the block This b**h is so hot, my clip I close shop My wrist froze with rocks, I cop all the drops Unfold all the knots, expose the have-not's My hoe's pose wit pops like young Goldie Locks We got white bulgin' rocks, zip lock stocks the car We never close this shop, we hot, steamin' hot I'm Suzie Sarah plot, a-click-click, p-pop pop! I think I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you don't love me I think I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you don't love me I know I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you don't love me I know I love her, n***a you don't love me n***a you don't love me, n***a you don't love me I think I love her