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lirik lagu gucci mane - i think i love her (remix)

[intro: rick ross]
teflon don, woo
ricky ross, woo
bricksquad, what’s up? (maybach music)

[verse 1: rick ross & ester dean]
i started off with a buick, made it up to a cady
sold it right out my palm before we made it to baggies
real with my people, to this very day i’m loyal
hot up in this kitchen as my f~ckin’ pot spoil
all the baddest b~tches spanish girls, i call ’em [? 0:28]
quick to run the train, next stop, just let your boy out
smokin’ with a elsa, b~tch, i think i’m sosa
peach versace loafers, guy out, they like both now (get money)

[verse 2: gucci mane]
yellow benz with a spoiler kit, with my spoiled lil’ chick
yellow diamonds on my neck and wrist, match this yellow b~tch
she a trip, shawty, she the sh~t, she know she the sh~t
if you don’t buy her what she want then she throw a fit
she a b~tch, shawty, mean as sh~t but she super thick
and she act silly like a kid, give her candy stick
she a pit, make her flip a brick, make her sick a chick
since a jit, i’ve been slangin’ d~ck, gucci mane the sh~t (burr)
i met a girl name susie, i let her join my group
i know she not a groupie, so i let her in my coupe
i stashed her in my fender wall and stashed her in my tire
susie is a money maker but that b~tch a liar
susie roll in ’08 ‘rari but that girl on fire
pull us over candler road, said she had some priors
ten bricks in my car, shawty singing like mariah
singing like the choir, better yet singing like mya (b~tch)
[verse 3: ester dean]
well, my name is susie and gucci think i love him
that sucka think i’m loyal but i f~cks with all the hustlas
i be wit’ all the ballas, i be at all the spots
i might be in yo’ kitchen, n~gga, cooking with yo’ pots

[chorus: gucci mane & ester dean]
i think i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i think i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i know i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i know i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i think i love her

[interlude: gucci mane]
told my boy, man, polow da don
i think i love this girl, man, huh, why?

[verse 4: gucci mane & ester dean]
she sweet but keep kief, she stains her irene
two piece, she dime piece and jeans, they dead meat
she sweet, she so deep, she read with good t~~th
two jobs, she get cheese, her dates, are my treat
how neat, she loves to eat, we eat bon appétit
we feed, she’s so neat and like me, she so neat
n~gga, always talk but i run the block
this b~tch is so hot, my clique, i close shop
my wrist froze with rocks, i cop all the drops
unfold all the knots, expose the have~nots
my hoes pose with pot like young goldilocks
we got white bulging rocks, ziploc stocks to cop
we never closin’ shop, we hot, steaming hot
i’m susie sarah plot, a cl!ck clack, p~pop~pop
[chorus: gucci mane & ester dean]
i think i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i think i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i know i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i know i love her
n~gga, you don’t love me, n~gga, you don’t love me
n~gga, you don’t love me
i think i love her

[outro: ester dean]
hey, hey, hey
get money

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