I Know You Love Her — текст песни (Too Short)





Yo

Was on your mind?

Cant stop thinkin about that tramp

All day, dreamin about havin sex with da bieatchhhhh

Quit cho girlfriend for a slut

I know you love dat tramp



Verse 1: too $hort



You know it shows

Da way you love her

Da way you touch her

You wanna fuck her all da time

Was on your mind

Cant shake da thought

You feel like shes your soulmate

Cant wait to walk down da aisle wit da tramp

Its true love cause shes da only one your thinkin of

You dont care about da dick she suck

You gonna miss her

Ask no questions

Just turn kiss her

Shes everything you looking for, in a woman

Wake up early in da mornin

And give you sumpthin

Thats more pleasure than material wealth

You cant feel that good all by yourself

Let alone the last bitch you had was kinda frigid

Couldnt get on top and she didnt lick dick

Well now you got a bitch thats like to lick your ass

Take you out to dinner and she give you some cash

Theres only one flaw

You know she aint faithful

You still tryin to stick to the tramp like a staple

I aint mad at you

I fucked befo

You done slipped up and got you a real good ho

I know God damn well, its you life

Why you tryin to turn a ho into a house wife

Shes just a cum freak (oooooooooooooooo)

Let you shoot it on her face (oooooooooooooooooo)

Do it on da first day (oooooooooooooooooooo)

Shes gotta have dat taste

I know you love her



Chorus



I know you love her ( I know you love her)

But shes a tramp bitch ( shes a tramp bieatch)

I know you love her ( I know you love her)

But shes a tramp bitch (tramp bitch, tramp bitch)



Verse 2: slink capone



Well she can suck my dick

And it break jaw

Had em hos

Love it when I nut in there face

Cause they say it taste like ? ? ? ? ?

Take off da draws

Let da homies hit

Aint no future in ya front

Cause youze a freak and you wont admit it

Sittin in da passanger seat

Lookin pretty

Your attuitude is shitty

But all I wanna do is kill a kitty

Oh, you wanna free ride?

Bitch get your ass out

You can keep on walkin til you get to hot and pass out

When we was at you mamas house your hand was on my leg

Makin my dick rise up

Now Im ready to fuck

But you insist on makin a nigga wish for it

Takin shit for it

But girl I aint goin to spend a brick for it

One thing you gotta doooooo

To be a g like meeeee

Be down to make them bitches catch that rtd

Bitches be fakin

Suckin dick or videotapin

When they hear about the money you makin they yellin way

But you can fuck, fight and hitchhike

I know you love her (I know you love her)



Too short



Thats right

Aint givin no bitches no kind of slack

(because shes a tramp bieatchh)



Verse 3: too short



You know it aint nothin wrong

Whats goin on

As long as you aint mad when she dont come home

Cause baby aint frontin

And thats how it is

You gotta get use to sharin your bitch

If you had another girl, you knew she wouldnt care

But aint tryin to be no ice cold playa

Sayin stupid shit, like take me car

She hit the next nigga house and go make him hard

Fuck him real good cause shes gotta have it

Men cant resist her cause shes a bad bitch

Fell in love wit her, your not da first

Face in her thighs

Cant stop the thirst

She could be worse

Get back wit your first

Her pussys so dead you could ride it in a hearse

Only missionary style

You cant get wild

Shes the kind of woman that could have your child

But there aint no turnin around

Your posted like a lamp

Nigga fucked around and fell in love wit a tramp

Face lit like a bug, everytime you see her

She takin off her clothes and you cant wait to eat her

So good, you wanna stay wit da freak

If you could you would fuck her every day of da week

I know you love her (ooooooooooooooooo)

But you cant stay naked (oooooooooooooo)

Gotta keep this kinda shit in the right perspective



Chorus



Verse 4: slink capone



Uh, dont act like you dont want to lick me

Pretendin youze da bomb

Me and da homies had you gone off a 40 ounce of mickeys and a bag of

Dirtweed

Thats all I got

To make da situation hot

It got graphic in traffic

Had to back on up

I had to pull up to your bumber

And gun the, nut on your back and your neck

And now you got a hairy bone and a link

Compilament of ? ? ? ? ? ? slink

Dont trip, next time you wanna see safe sex

I had da shit taped up on the vhs

I taped all da hoes, all my bitches

And then watch em later on da 52 inches

Baller style cause we livin in da killa cali kingdom

Big heat, big dick and big nuts is all I bringin

Next time I want to see you Ill pop another 23

Ill be watchin you but you cant see me

Bitch

I know you love her



Chorus



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