OverDoz - Last Love Song lyrics

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OverDoz - Last Love Song lyrics

[Intro] You want you got it (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money) [Hook] This is your last love song You want you got it (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money) This is your last love song You want you got it (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money) All of my n***as say.. (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money) All of my b**hes say.. (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money) [Verse 1:Kent Jamz] You trying to f** my girl? Im trying to f** the word I got b**hes for days, and yo hoe say you insecure Player and a beat tells me that I got a got a burner If they send the send the flower thrower I won't hesitate to show em i'm from The West side, of the West Side Smoking weed's my 9 to 5 Jeremy Scott Adidas [Creamie] (x2) (We f** b**hes both ways, we f** b**hes both ways) (we f** em, then f** em) [Hook] [Verse 2: Joon] I don't know if i'm the one Your children should get their habits from But ill tell you one Dreams, ill never sell you one, i'm seldom Couple misdemeanors, but i'm no felon Seen the inside, didn't get scared But I changed my life for a little bit better So I guess you can say i'm more like Lutheran Brethren You will never get a glimpse of my gun Unless you trying to hurt my son Got to prepare for the worst and pray for the best n***a I ain't dumb I was heaven sent Momma gave birth to a prophet, papa raised a modern day apostle But n***as still gossip cause I be hella bent Ooh, paparazzi caught me with some medecine How your country doing? Ooh, you dont see this hell we in So hell yes, damn right im gonna smoke like this And say cheese, when a chick show off her a** and tits when a n***a stressed out Somebody gotta be rich, and somebody gotta be poor f** being broke, mhm mhm that sh** just ain't for me no more Somebody gotta be rich, and somebody gotta be poor f** being broke, mhm mhm that sh** just ain't for me no more [Hook] [Verse 3:P] Im rarely sober I got homies to keep the doobies rolled Stick to my code, and play my role You s**ers plotting posed Cause I kicks like S10's in the studio Probably f**ed your girl Told you about f**ing with them groupie hoes But understand, thats no insult Homie thats just how it goes Sinful b**h dont serve your soul Then you got to let her go And get that dough, get that dough The motto [Kent Jamz] (x2) (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money) [Hook] This is your last love song You want you got it (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money) This is your last love song You want you got it (f** b**hes get money, f** n***as get money)