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Love Of My Life (Ft. Max B)

They got us fuckin' up a storm, kush up till the morn

Breezin' from the telly puffin marijuana

White T and my pelly thuggin' like la Fonz

Made it rain on them bitches a bucket full of onesWe got them gold diggers, cold bitches

That wanna party off patron liquor, car hoppers the hard stoppers

Catch 'em at the party call 'em bar hoppers

We live up in the sky you call 'em star watchersThey chase dope boys trap stars with fast cars

And executives rap stars with black cars

So we could swipe it charge it to the game

Trips to M.I.A. Murcielago in the laneShe's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights

Ain't nothin' like the love of my life

She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right

Ain't nothin' like the love of my lifeShe love the dick suck it till it cum

She say I'm the best fuck of her life

She give a nigga the energy he need

Whenever he feels nothin' is rightNow we in M.I. party till the noon

Hammers in the ride Ferrari's go zoom

All types of incidentals charges on my room

From last night buggin', we mobbin' with the goonsWe hit the town hard, fuckin' with the ladies

Bottles of viva clique, puffin' on the hazy

It's all deja vu seen it all before

Got her in my drop heater on the floorSo I sped off from the spot, gettin' heady rock

Got her in the telly she wouldn't let a nigga pop

And when I woke all I seen was a note

Nigga follow the trail and meet me in A T LShe's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights

Ain't nothin' like the love of my life

She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right

Ain't nothin' like the love of my lifeShe love the dick suck it till it cum

She say I'm the best fuck of her life

She give a nigga the energy he need

Whenever he feels nothin' is rightNow we pull up in the a shoppin' in Lenox mall

Gotta get fly squad ready to ball

We thinkin' 112 or maybe even visions

Drinks at the bar like baby what you sippin'Then she told me magic city fat asses and they pretty

They got me blowin' thousands throwin' stacks by the fifty

Got some bitches out of strokers gotta get focus

I'm tryin' to play my cards like a game of strip pokerFlight up in the mornin' gotta get up on her

When I leave you can tell ya friends about my performance

And all the time M.O.B. on my mind

The weekend was nice baby but I'm back to N.Y.She's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights

Ain't nothin' like the love of my life

She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right

Ain't nothin' like the love of my lifeShe love the dick suck it till it cum

She say I'm the best fuck of her life

She give a nigga the energy he need

Whenever he feels nothin' is right

Songwriters

JONES, JOSEPH / SCOTT, TODD / WINGATE, CHARLYPublished by

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