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T.H.U.G.S · **03-19-2025, 02:32 PM**

T:
Do you have another love on your bed?
Since you don’t answer my calls
When i try to fly you out
You keep on missin flights
I don’t get it it
Since you got me so twisted
What's love got to do with it?
I don’t know much of the love of her game
She be runnin around hard
But i don’t need the love if you won’t want mines
Since you be runnin around the ring
Like damn what did i do?

Reg:
Damn what do i gotta do for love?
Do I need to drag my nuts on glass?
Do I need to cross your borders?
Fuck it chinga tu gringo
Donde esta no mucho
Mi no hombre fa ya love
Nothin mean much if you don’t want me
Im as colder than El Chapo
Don’t need to fly the white out of columbia
When i gotta cross your border

T:
Are you that one person I need?
Do I need to wish for a Myst to be here?
I can’t sit and wait for your calls
Got me wishin i was stickin in Jade’s cave
Because i need myself Storm to brood
Walkin down an arduous path of shit
I wish i could find that love from you
But you keep on hiding from the fact i loom
Do i loom for your touch inside the sanity
Or do i loom off the course of insanity
Fuck the flame inside me is deader than
My own grandmother’s libido though she’s old
Older than what my own age is inside my head
Talk to em Reg’

R:
¿Qué tiene que ver el amor cuando eres ignorante?
Busca lo que quiero, no puedo decirte nada, así que no te molestes en jugar conmigo.
Quiero tu coño, no tu boca, así que ponte de rodillas y sóplalo.
No quiero lastimarte, ma, pero tienes que aprender cuál es tu lugar cuando estés en el ring conmigo.
Wanna dance with the devil, come holla
I wanna squabble up like im K-Dot, no A-Mina
So don’t come with me on that el desperado shit
Or i will sock it 2 you down like it’s nothin
So what else do you want me to say chica
All i want is your dome as hit i it coast to coast
No boast lets give a toast to those who oppose
I don’t need a throne if i got dethorne these gringos
Cuz im loco al polco, mothafucka

T:
Love, Love, Love
Damn Fran you got off the rocker
No moving love into a penthouse
Just my gutter or the attic is where you'll be
As i take my fist up and blow your nose off
So take that love you ‘had’ for me and shove it
Shove it close to the sun where it shines
Because me and you are through
Dead like the Bombshell Division
Dead like you know who
So fuck you Lover, and ride off in Loverboy’s Cliff
And burn into the flames, I hate you!

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