Young Thug — Swizz Beatz

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L-O-V-E
For life
(Wheezy Beats)

Love
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love (Woo!)
Love, love, love, love (Love)
Love, love, love, love
Gotta ride for your team (Err!)
Nigga play you busting
And I got me a high self esteem
(What? What? What? Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah, yeah)
(Get, get, get) Love
Love, love, love

Big old digits with me, big old Bentley with me
Big old bitches with me (Skrt, skrt)
S gang chino with me, with me
I got 3 stripes, Adidas with me, with me (Woah)
All of my creatures with me, with me
I got some features with me, with me
Big racks and that Aether with me, with me (Racks)
Tote that like it’s legal woody, woody (Pew)
I look that shit up ’bout a thousand times
This bitch Master P cause she ’bout it, ’bout it
That boy got cheap rims on a cheap Jeep (Hah!)
Just make sure you tell him his hoe a freak (Ah)
I’m sitting at the top of the nose bleeds
And I got my gold off of Goldie
Work it, twerk it baby, you have to hold me, wait for home
(Ahh, yeah) Wake up to Young Thug
(Ahh, yeah) Have you ever been a shot caller? (Have you ever?)
Proceed to the room, leave ’em stalkin’ (Yeah)

Love
Love, love, love, love (Yeah)
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love (Woo, woo!)
Love, love, love, love
Gotta ride for your team (Ride)
Nigga play you busting
And I got me a high self esteem
(What? What? What? Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Hey)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah)
Love, love, love, love
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
Love (Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love (Thugger!)

That’s on me (What?), that’s on me
SOB, that’s on keys (Yeah, yeah)
Bands on me, bands on me (Woo, woo)
Bands on me (Hah), that is on me (Brra, brra)

Turn up for the girls, turn up for the boys
Turn up for the club, turn up on the drugs
Turn up on the molly, turn up on the Xan
Turn up on a perky, give it to my man (Woo!)
Here, give it to your clan
I put on my mink I’m like a lamb
Stop trying to impress these fuckin’ cams (Who?)
I’m comin’ for mine, Uncle Sam (Woo, yeah)
I’m turnin’ money into power (What?)
We not from here we need a browser (Yeah)
You just squirt, squirt (Ski)
I know you don’t want none, coward (Knew it)
I’m studyin’ like a bookworm
I’m tryna count at least a hundred bands (Racks)
Yeah
And I wanna just buy some bigger land, yeah

Love
Love, love, love, love (Yeah)
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love (Woo, woo!)
Love, love, love, love
Gotta ride for your team (Ride)
Nigga play you busting
And I got me a high self esteem
(What? What? What? Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Hey)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love, love (Yeah)
Love, love, love, love
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
Love (Yeah, yeah)
Love, love, love