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lirik lagu trai d - gutta bitch

dats why i love her
she my gutta b-tch gotta gutta b-tch [x2]
dats my gutta b-tch [x3]
i-i-i love her
she my gutta b-tch gotta gutta b-tch [x2]
[she badd] dats my gutta b-tch [x3] [badd]

[verse 1]
s-ssy and she cl-ssy, fly and she flash it
gutta, dats my gutta b-tch, badd and she nasty
don’t be beefin wit me, she say you beefin wit her
you say you brawlin with me, den she be beatin you up
plus she aint scared of nothin,
ridin and she bustin, fightin and we fussin but we endin up f-ckin
she gutta and i love her, break bread got her covered,
that’s a bet like a brother, same set same color,
she badd as she wanna be, and that’s real talk,
and i can tell you what she gonna be, down for her n-gg-
money over b-tches, she got me breakin all the rules,
ballin out for her -ss, my n-gg-s tell me imma fool,
don’t trip, not at all cuz money aint a thang,
she breaking bread too, and her friends say the same,
plus she hate suckin d-ck but she do it for me,
expecting nothing in return, which is real as can be

[chorus] [x2]
dats why i love her
she my gutta b-tch gotta gutta b-tch [x2]
[she badd] dats my gutta b-tch [badd] [x3]
i-i-i love her
she my gutta b-tch gotta gutta b-tch [x2]
[she badd]dats my gutta b-tch [x3] [badd]

[verse 2]
outfit pricey, don’t she look icey,
gutta as it gets yea i like my chicks fiesty,
always tryna fight me, i don’t fight back,
cuz she hangs up all mad then she calls me right back.
look she wanna be my wifey, poppin rubberbands,
a beat downs likely if u push up on her man,
i don’t think you understand she’ll do it on tha double,
tha baddest little chick i can’t kep her out of trouble,
and when she hit me up, i put it down on her,
my calculator girl i can always count her,
soon as i catch a case she gets a.d.d.
cause when laws come around look she aint seen me,
all her purses gucci, coach, or they prada,
all her shades louis, dolce, and gabanna.
it get crazy when she jealous she callin by tha hour,
but d-mn that’s why i love her don’t know what i’ll do without her.

[verse 3]
we can eat at finer places, but she satisfied with fast food,
att-tude is dat coo, but b-tchy when in bad mood,
thick standing 5″2, t-tties wit an -ss too,
tat on her t-ttie, got my name for a tattoo,
riding through the city, i’d rather be with no one else,
cause she b-mpin on my music, like she wrote the sh-t herself,
she don’t tolerate that bullsh-t, and i don’t do the same,
she’ll give it to a heter, who talkin bad about my name,
i love her and i’ll tell you that, i love ya, aint sh-t,
gon n ask her how she feel and she’ll say the same sh-t,
groupies holla and she know that, and that’s every d-mn event,
i keep it real wit her -ss, and that’s 100 percent,
n-gg-s holla and i know dat, dats what i expect,
but i trust her like she trust me, so she always come correct,
i can tell you all about her, but i doubt you’ll understand
if you got you one too then n-gg- raise ya d-mn hands

[chorus] [x2]
[chorus] [x2]
i-i-i love her
she my gutta b-tch gotta gutta b-tch [x2]
[badd] dats my gutta b-tch [x3]
i-i-i love her
she my gutta b-tch gotta gutta b-tch [x2]
dats my gutta b-tch [x3] [badd]

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