Izze The Producer - I f** Wit You Girl lyrics

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Izze The Producer - I f** Wit You Girl lyrics

[Hook] Can't judge me girl I want Judge you neither (uh uh) I love yo smell (yo style) Hotter then a feaver(burning up baby) You diffrent from others(you are) I love yo demeanor You took me back time after time Even tho I cheated Thats why I f** with you girl, I f** with you girl I f** with you, I f** with you I f** with you girl I f** with you,like you f** with me I show love to you ,like you show love to me And she always come back home Cause im her backbone I f** with you girl [Rich Homie Quan apologizing:] I just want to apologize to all the good girls I done hurt Know wat im saying ? I got a heart too man, so I hope you find It in yo heart to forgive me, u feel me ? [Verse 1] I talk about jail alot cause that made me a man Try'd yo best just to hold me down I know you did wat you can Pop's always told me never depend on another man hand He say she say never listen to wat another man sayin But i f** with you girl, thinking bout putting a baby in you Then later on just might move with you girl And ask that name he talm bout tell that n***a wat you really want To do girl, take you on that shoppin spree spend 10 thousand Thats just some tennis shoes Girl. f** ha this all for you girl But you still can't [Hook] [Verse 2] The next night we was on the phone You stayed up that ain't nothing new Me creeping on ya, me sneaking on ya Me cheating on ya, ain't noting new If I f**ed up you come to If you expect me cheating you run through My text messages, and my call logs If you don't beleive me you gone call my dawg That ain't fair at all im in a galleria I'll tear it down her deep throat Want a powerball (s** it baby) Them girls want that x call it malcolm Defensive end I'mma tackle Im rushing in get my sack up No Green Bay but I'mma cheesehead when that pack come When that pack come these n***as don't know how to act bruh Smile in yo face, but they gone talk behind yo back bruh I dont care where you at u better know how to adapt boi Cause you sold a couple ounces that dont mean you a trap boy You can s** my dick but you can't judge me girl [Hook]