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She Fell In Love (ft. Fat Trel)

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She Fell In Love (ft. Fat Trel)

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She fell in love with a dope boy

Until she found out

Dope boys, bitch ass niggas

Scared of the killas

Scared of the riders!

She fell in love with a murderer

I'm a cold blooded killer

So you should know what I did to that pussy, boy

You damn right I hit her

She heard I was a dope boy

I heard she was a gold digger

All I know is she a real bitch

So I fuck her like a real nigga

Met her in Miami, I was fuckin' up a check

All black with a strap, I was fuckin' up they set

Fat nigga in the drop so the roof dropped back

Pocket full of guap, tell yo' ex nigga top that

Have you ever had sex in a cherry red Bach?

With a fat trap, nigga get that pussy so wet

Work it out, Bowflex, OG, no stress

Proceed, progress, new house, mo' checks

I know you tired of ya lifestyle

She said she love me cause my life wild

She said she need it right now

Cause what I got can't fit in a Lifestyle

Actavis make her tongue sweet

And going deep make her heart stop

All it take is one call

I'm pullin' up when the call drop

Fuck her like a real nigga

I fuck her like a real nigga

I fuck her like a real nigga

She fuckin' with a real nigga

I met her in Orlando, after the show

I was tryna leave, she told me she tryna go

I was on the pill, she told me she tryna roll

I was tryna fuck so she told me do it slow

Hit her from the back, sippin' Act, blowin' pap

Whenever she leave, tell her lead with the strap

My chopper's in the front, triple beams in the back

Young bitch, gotta teach her how to act, how to trap like

Take that, leave that though, three stacks for the petro

Window down for the jet smoke, I remember riding Metro

Now it's beef steak with the beer shrimp

Heavy butter like a real pimp

She gettin' tired, counting all night

Shopping trips make it alright

I fuck her like a real nigga

Fuck her like a real nigga

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