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Dogs Die In Hot Cars I Love You Cause I Have To

I am so ashamed (I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 'cause I have to) I love you 'cause I have to make everything okay I love you 'cause I

, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the

look just right I'ma eat your porridge Even though I'm full as a motherfucker like no storage I kid you not I spit too hot to diss you Man, I should go

I drive, dude? Can I have when I ride right beside you? Oh, side by side, I got my crew Oh, you act a little funny nigga, fuck you Cause I'm that bitch

world in her bare hands You'll fall in love you'll have no choice Once you are given a fair chance For the first time you will sleep well Take a deep

bout If I was runnin' with them niggaz then I'd be crossed up I'ma ball till I fall, What you think I was playin'? I like cars and broads but I'm real

with 'em Cars are still deep but your sound was still illing What the fuck, you niggas think I'm chilling, 'cause I'm calmed and cool So perhaps I'll

Cool your old ass off cause it's hot on these streets (be easy) I got dogs and they not on a leash So you hope you understand Do you copy? capesh? (comprende

when it gets like that I'm not blowing off rounds so you can hear sounds So you can run back actin like you a vet And swearin' you dead You survived