Luv Her - Ace Hood

Yeah she used to tear down the mall

Findi, prada and all

Swear that pussy was great

I let her have it her way

I used to luv her (x3) yeah

She started fucking them lames

Throwing dirt on my name

Tried to creep with my dog

I used to luv her, yeah I used to luv her

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I had a bitch named Diane

Stashed her work in her hammer

Bad bitch from Atlanta

Had a job as a dancer

She was fine as a mug

Shake her ass in the club

Fuck her once and I spolier

Now I’m falling in luv

I swear that pussy was power

Dick her down for some hours

On some pornstar shit

She sniffed her coke off the counter

This bitch was bad

Supa bad

Cooking and cleaning ass

Poking out of them

Vicky secrets

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She desire I supply her with some shopping sprees

Gave her my card and my brand new panaramo keys

So she went sour

Heard to much about her in the street

They say she was doing everybody that’s including me

Get off of work another nigga she would go and see

Tell me she luv me be creeping when a nigga sleepin'

You old silly ass

Trick something in my sleeve

Bitch where my card where my keys youse a memory

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Verse 2

Ok this story about Sonya

Meet her through Rhaseda

While your drink was on the coaster

I was down in Costa Rica

Actions speak loud

And I feel talk is cheaper

Original d-boy I was texting

Using beepers

How I ended up with a Porsce

Started with a Regal

Ended-up with Sonya and started off with Lisa

See Sonya got a girl friend so you know

The prosedure

And Ima keep it pimpin

Church Cathedral

Chopper in my beamer

Real nigga like Luseal

And I’m tired of ballin

But I ain’t talking bout Tela

You have no ideal tequila in my freezer

And I didn’t go to prom

I was in love with a beaker

Looked up to the felons

Said what’s up to the preacher

Getting all this new money like its nice to met you

Breakfast in the bedroom like it was nice to eat you

Took her to the mall

And brought her a bag with the sneakers

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Verse 3

I’m in that 4 door ho

Rocking my fresh polo

I got my seat back low

I’m in that bitch solo

I’m sick and tired of them hoes

Playing that role on the low

Claiming they faithful and shit

That’s how that game gonna go

They fall in luv with your money

And like with your swagger

See that new chock you fucking

Nine out of ten I th’n had her

Keep my hoes to the money

Family is what matters

All that get is this dick

And bubblegum out the wrapper

I had a bad lil chick

I’m talkin' bad as shit

The way them titties was sitting

And all that ass so thick

I had to bag that quick

And I was gone all in

A couple months we done chill

Found out that bitch wasn’t shit

They say the whole hood hit

I told her get lost trick

I should of knew you was shawn for the group you were with

I used to, luv her

I used to luv her

But I ain’t tripping I just hit the club and find another

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