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Yg Bubbla - If You Love It Lyrics



Yg Bubbla - If You Love It Lyrics




Intro
Yeah this one for the money man
Yg, perfection baby
You know this a shadow links
Holler, uh-huh throw it up, throw it up
And represent your hopper head and throw it up
Barbados, New York, Jamaica

Verse 1
Ah yow, The best is back with a brand new rap
Big Pimpin like Jigga man on this track
Allow me to proceed and give you what you need
More hot flows out of st. lucy
You best believe your boy here he's a OG
I cross state lines homes to make the cheese
Probably get it through customs
Holler at me, next day I'm on a greyhound
Go triple my cheese
You all my talk, dress like us, ain't nothing like we
2007 the hottest dude on the streets
The most wanted live out the west indies
One time for all them hustlers getting money with me
Jah dude, shaky ranks rest in peace
Homie hit the studio blaze the track with a flow
And it's platinum-certified come to star the show
And you know we hardcore bim we screaming for more

Verse2
Rihanna done made it, Rupie done made it
It's my time to shine so don't player hate it
Look at the bigger picture, see what I see
The next move be the best got them watching we
Coming up from nothing to drop-top Bentley's
Then swore of my life man we came from the streets
When the drama get Poppin, bang that heat
Now the boy evolve with a flow like concrete
So, if you love it get your hands up
And all my real hustlers get your grands up
Make money take money we gone lock it this year
Perfection in the house it's a grand affair

Verse 3
They say life is what you make it so I chose to get rich
Tell the playa haters, little homie hey don't snitch
I was stuck in the streets but now perfection found me So I'm amma bring that heat
Word up, everybody in the club put your hands in the sky
Roll with your little homie fresh out the north side
Homie we keep it Poppin, yow that's for show
We get that money and we come to take that dough
In the club, we backing down we leaning down low
Shortie screaming out, saying baby give me some more
She say she love the flow, cause it's so hardcore
You'll really don't want to go toe to toe
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English

Intro
Yeah this one for the money man
Yg, perfection baby
You know this a shadow links
Holler, uh-huh throw it up, throw it up
And represent your hopper head and throw it up
Barbados, New York, Jamaica

Verse 1
Ah yow, The best is back with a brand new rap
Big Pimpin like Jigga man on this track
Allow me to proceed and give you what you need
More hot flows out of st. lucy
You best believe your boy here he's a OG
I cross state lines homes to make the cheese
Probably get it through customs
Holler at me, next day I'm on a greyhound
Go triple my cheese
You all my talk, dress like us, ain't nothing like we
2007 the hottest dude on the streets
The most wanted live out the west indies
One time for all them hustlers getting money with me
Jah dude, shaky ranks rest in peace
Homie hit the studio blaze the track with a flow
And it's platinum-certified come to star the show
And you know we hardcore bim we screaming for more

Verse2
Rihanna done made it, Rupie done made it
It's my time to shine so don't player hate it
Look at the bigger picture, see what I see
The next move be the best got them watching we
Coming up from nothing to drop-top Bentley's
Then swore of my life man we came from the streets
When the drama get Poppin, bang that heat
Now the boy evolve with a flow like concrete
So, if you love it get your hands up
And all my real hustlers get your grands up
Make money take money we gone lock it this year
Perfection in the house it's a grand affair

Verse 3
They say life is what you make it so I chose to get rich
Tell the playa haters, little homie hey don't snitch
I was stuck in the streets but now perfection found me So I'm amma bring that heat
Word up, everybody in the club put your hands in the sky
Roll with your little homie fresh out the north side
Homie we keep it Poppin, yow that's for show
We get that money and we come to take that dough
In the club, we backing down we leaning down low
Shortie screaming out, saying baby give me some more
She say she love the flow, cause it's so hardcore
You'll really don't want to go toe to toe
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Writer: MALCOLM NELSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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