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$haun Miller - Luv (feat. WorldWideTwo3) Lyrics




Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love

Bitches all on my jock
Try to rob me you not
Leem whippin up the pot
You know my grinding never stop
Got the city on lock wit it
Niggas hating I do not get it
Foriegn bitches and they mosh pitting
Niggas faking they is not living
Watch how i finesse the plug
It wasn't easy learning how to do it
Wasnt lying i was gettin to it
Shorty play me ima keep it moving
What bitch gon play me
That bitch must be crazy
I wasn't born in the 80s
But i was listening to jay z
Niggas always gotta pay me
Never let a nigga owe me
Even if a nigga bro me
Even if its my homie
Blood thicker than water
But water keep you alive
Water keep you alive
Got to keep it 105 for the niggas that be coming out of line
I be swerving in and out of lines
Drop top too fast for me
180 on the dash for me
Know I spent hella cash on it
Taste good mrs dash on it
White bitches like to flash on me
Had to tape it wit no flash on it aye
Hit it from the back
Tatted on that ass aye aye
Shorty make it clap had to make it last
Henny got a nigga dizzy
All my niggas call me shizzy
TCT we be litty
Dont hit my line when Im busy

Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love

I be gettin all love
Autographs and hugs
The big homies really f*ck wit me
And I was never a thug
Gotta get to the money
Aint a joke nothing funny
Need some power and respect on it
Niggas foul put a tech on em
Earned my stripes aint a ref on me
Who da best we can bet on it
Know my name I can flex on it
Holding weight i can flex on it aye aye
Writing raps in my sleep now
Aye aye all my wowen be fleeked down
Like aye aye dead bodies need a sheet now
Dead rappers all around me
Get these haters from around me
A nigga cleaner than dounty
Couple homies in the county
You don't wanna cross the boundary
You don't wanna cross the boundary
Gettin money from the other side
New hunnits make me come alive
Blue faces never tell a lie
Need a milli by 25
No working no 9 to 5
Fan luv got a nigga moving
Get a check and I can just do it
Talkin cash yeah I speak it fluent

Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love

Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love
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Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love

Bitches all on my jock
Try to rob me you not
Leem whippin up the pot
You know my grinding never stop
Got the city on lock wit it
Niggas hating I do not get it
Foriegn bitches and they mosh pitting
Niggas faking they is not living
Watch how i finesse the plug
It wasn't easy learning how to do it
Wasnt lying i was gettin to it
Shorty play me ima keep it moving
What bitch gon play me
That bitch must be crazy
I wasn't born in the 80s
But i was listening to jay z
Niggas always gotta pay me
Never let a nigga owe me
Even if a nigga bro me
Even if its my homie
Blood thicker than water
But water keep you alive
Water keep you alive
Got to keep it 105 for the niggas that be coming out of line
I be swerving in and out of lines
Drop top too fast for me
180 on the dash for me
Know I spent hella cash on it
Taste good mrs dash on it
White bitches like to flash on me
Had to tape it wit no flash on it aye
Hit it from the back
Tatted on that ass aye aye
Shorty make it clap had to make it last
Henny got a nigga dizzy
All my niggas call me shizzy
TCT we be litty
Dont hit my line when Im busy

Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love

I be gettin all love
Autographs and hugs
The big homies really f*ck wit me
And I was never a thug
Gotta get to the money
Aint a joke nothing funny
Need some power and respect on it
Niggas foul put a tech on em
Earned my stripes aint a ref on me
Who da best we can bet on it
Know my name I can flex on it
Holding weight i can flex on it aye aye
Writing raps in my sleep now
Aye aye all my wowen be fleeked down
Like aye aye dead bodies need a sheet now
Dead rappers all around me
Get these haters from around me
A nigga cleaner than dounty
Couple homies in the county
You don't wanna cross the boundary
You don't wanna cross the boundary
Gettin money from the other side
New hunnits make me come alive
Blue faces never tell a lie
Need a milli by 25
No working no 9 to 5
Fan luv got a nigga moving
Get a check and I can just do it
Talkin cash yeah I speak it fluent

Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love

Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love
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Writer: Kenneth Culler, Shaune Forrest
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