• 標題:Ghetto Love Birds
  • 歌手:Yung Bleu;A Boogie Wit da Hoodie
  • 專輯:Moon Boy
  • 卡拉OK評級:1★
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    作词 : Jeremy Biddle/Nathan Rhoads/Julius Dubose
    作曲 : Jeremy Biddle/Nathan Rhoads/Julius Dubose
    [Chorus: Yung Bleu]
    Oh, how I love her, my ghetto love bird
    Fly like an eagle, yeah
    That's why I trust her (That's why I trust her)
    My ghetto love bird?(My ghetto love bird)
    [Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
    Bad lil' bitch, she from the projects, ain't it
    Bad attitude, I'm makin' progress, ain't it
    She know I got bands, get a lotta that, baby
    I ain't ****in' with your man, get you outta that, baby
    Diamonds got the bird flu, flyer than a raven (Shoot)
    All that freaky talk'll get you stabbed like Jason
    I told her I want sex on arrival (Arrival)
    I might just eat you up for survival (Survival)
    Ghetto love birds, that's the title
    (Ghetto love birds, that's the title)
    Oh, how I love her (I lovе her), my ghetto love bird (My lovеr)
    Fly like an eagle, yeah (Fly like an eagle, yeah, yeah)
    That's why I trust her (With my life)
    My ghetto love bird (Yeah, yeah)
    [Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
    We used to, ooh, **** for a long time
    Did it inside [?] car
    Pussy real tight (Tight)
    She said, "It's been a long time" (Time)
    Oh woah, woah, we've out ballin'
    I [?] she woah, woah, woah
    AP, **** it up your [?], woah, woah, woah
    You don't even like none of my pictures no more
    I'm just singin' love song with a guitar
    How is here for you if he can't afford you?
    Don't go, this shit [?]
    You ain't no Christian but let me Dior you
    You let me hit, never let me record you
    I kept things cordial with you, never called you
    If you need fixin', call me I'll restore you
    You said your relationship needs renovations
    Used to be friends, I'm a ghetto love birds (That's the title)
    [Chorus: Yung Bleu & A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
    Ghetto love birds (That's the title)
    Oh, how I love her (I love her), my ghetto love bird (My lover)
    That's why I love, mmm
    That's why I love, that's why I love
    My ghetto love (My ghetto love)
    My ghetto love
    My ghetto love bird (That's not [?])
    [Outro: Yung Bleu]
    I ain't ****in' with your man, get you outta that, baby, yeah