I Think I Love Her
Greg Street, Gucci Mane
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Gucci always talkin' 'bout he love somebody You don't love nobody (uh uh) Matter of fact, nigga, you owe me some money, don't you Let me show you how I do this shit Get money!" Yellow Benz with a spoiler kit, with my spoiler chick Yellow diamonds on my neck and wrist, match this yellow bitch She a trip, shawty she the shit, she know she the shit If you don't buy her what she want then she throw a fit She a bitch, shawty mean as shit but she super thick And she act silly like a kid, give her candy sticks She a bit, make her flip a brick, make her sic a chick Since legit, I've been swaggin' dick, Gucci Mane the shit I met a girl named Suzie, I let her join my group I know she's not a groupie, so I let her in my coupe I snatched her in my fender while I stashed her in my tire Suzie is a money maker but that bitch a liar Suzie rollin' '08 'Rarri but that girl on fire Pull us over, Calla Road, and say she has a price Ten bricks in my car, shawty singin' like Mariah Singin' like the choir, better yet, singin' like Mya, bitch Well, my name is Suzie and Gucci think I love him That sucka think I'm loyal but I fucks with all the hustlas I be wit all the ballers, I be at all the spots I might be in yo' kitchen nigga cookin' with yo' pop I think I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you don't love me I think I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you don't love me I know I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you dont' love me I know I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you don't love me I think I love her "Man, hold on, man I think I love this girl, man (hold on to her, man) Why?" She sweet but keep, keep, she stains her eye ring Two piece, she dime piece and jeans they dead meat She sweet, she so deep, she reap with good teeth Two jobs, she get cheese, her dates are my treat How neat, she loves to eat, we eat, bon appetite We feed, she's so neat and like me she so neat Nigga always talk but I run the block This bitch is so hot, my clip I close shop My wrist froze with rocks, I cop all the drops Unfold all the knots, expose the have-not's My hoes pose wit pops like young Goldie Locks We got white bulgin' rocks, zip lock stocks the car We never close this shop, we hot, steamin' hot I'm Suzie Sarah plot, a-click-click, p-pop pop I think I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you don't love me I think I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you don't love me I know I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you dont' love me I know I love her, nigga, you don't love me Nigga, you don't love me, nigga, you don't love me I think I love her (Hey, hey, hey) Greg Street
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Written by: Jamal F. Jones, Radric Delantic Davis, Christopher James Gholson
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