Song: Love
Artist:  Chulo Ramon
Year: 2020
Viewed: 12 - Published at: 6 months ago

Yeah, yeah, yeah
You Know it!
It's all love this way
Yeah...FreshGang, FreshGang. unh

I love all my hoes, my bitch don’t
I love getting money, I don’t claim broke
I love my jewelry gold, I may flood it out
I love all my haters, give 'em somethin' to talk about

Bitch I got that wave, my vibe different
These hoes not getting saved, I’m not a bishop
Duval County raised, I’m so official
You can get ya issue, choppers like jujitsu
I’m on a roll, I’m outchere grinding like a pro skater
You talkin dough, you know I’m there like good neighbor
That money grow, you see more faces than a screen saver
They hating more I just go animal like power rangers
Morphed into a monster, conversations mathematics
Bout that dollar that Glock 40 get so charismatic
Henny with no chaser make that pussy fantastic
Don’t hit this gas too hard that shit’ll make you asthmatic
These niggas mad and I can’t help 'em
Focused on the cash, no problems welcomed
All that hate you send my way, it ain’t no pressure
Tryna stop my reign, it feel like love, I must be special
I love all my hoes, my bitch don’t
I love getting money, I don’t claim broke
I love my jewelry gold, I may flood it out
I love all my haters, give 'em somethin' to talk about

No chaser or no ice inside my cognac
On a crazy paper chase I need a Prozac
Last of the real niggas imma throwback
Freebirdz got yo bitch picking like a photograph
Can't deny me bitch, that's blasphemous
No you can't compete, I'm too immaculate
Just know if I speak, then it's accurate
They want smoke I give 'em more problems than calculus
Can't give these hoes a fraction, ain't got a fuck to to my name
I told the coach don't need no timeouts, I’m controlling the game
Told yo hoe don't blow my phone up, I might be with the bae
Twist my fingers, make that W, they know it's the gang
I'm too busy getting money on these niggas
From the city where it's 85 in the winter
I got love for niggas on the grind for they figures
I love bitches who don't need a dime from a nigga, yeah

I love all my hoes, my bitch don’t
I love getting money, I don’t claim broke
I love my jewelry gold, I may flood it out
I love all my haters, give 'em somethin' to talk about
Tryna get it
Hustle hard this ain't a hobby that I'm living
Shout out the squad the ones who rode from the beginning
Move on my own don't need nobody else permission
And I love every minute
You know it!

I love all my hoes, my bitch don’t
I love getting money, I don’t claim broke
I love my jewelry gold, I may flood it out
I love all my haters, give 'em somethin' to talk about

Bitch I got that wave, my vibe different
These hoes not getting saved, I’m not a bishop
Duval County raised, I’m so official
You can get ya issue, choppers like jujitsu

( Chulo Ramon )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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