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Who Do You Love Video (MV)




Performed By: Caspy EL Dizza
Language: English
Length: 4:01
Written by: Lync- Adams Paulotte Saintelus




Caspy EL Dizza - Who Do You Love Lyrics
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On fonem grave
On fonem grave
On fonem grave
On fonem grave
On fonem grave
Problems with pockets that's boosting
The realest dashing 150 on the highway
F*ck it up. Dumb it up. Go hit up
Switch thru these clothes and these hoes all the same yeah
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Don't chu know you looking at that guy
Everywhere i go i'm meant to Shine
Problems awaken whenever they mention the name of my niggas that's really ride
I know they doubted me they said they afraid of me they just wanted some attention
I know inside me i'm on a lot shit i pray you pop in my mention
Young nigga keep a tool
Young nigga with a Glock on him
Young nigga acting foolish
Cuz a younger nigga had a dot on him
Young nigga on the move
Young nigga with a bag on him
Young nigga with a rugger
Cuz them other niggas put a price on him
Turn on the switch that's a bye bye
Turn up whenever i'm outside with my guys
We fynna throw just whole lot of gang shit
Whenever i'm outside with my guys
They moving gangster don't we neighbors
We gets it craccin with my guys
Thats' why you favor sum for the hittas
You know that's me, ask my guys
Problems with pockets that's boosting
The realest dashing 150 on the highway
F*ck it up. Dumb it up. Go hit up
Switch thru these clothes and these hoes all the same yeah
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Made that in Brooks basement
"Put that on god"
I can never ever let a nigga claim me has fraud
I told her i'm patient, she said she not
So whenever we fight....... we throwing
Water whip this pimpin
Maintain my guard
So whenever we fall.... we floating
Choc hit cataclysmic
We brake the walls
Crush everything on sight... we throwing
Young nigga keep a tool
Young nigga with a Glock on him
Young nigga acting foolish
Cuz a younger nigga had a dot on him
Young nigga on the move
Young nigga with a bag on him
Young nigga with a rugger
Cuz them other niggas put a price on him
Turn on the switch that's a bye bye
Turn up whenever i'm outside with my guys
We fynna throw just whole lot of gang shit
Whenever i'm outside with my guys
They moving gangster don't we neighbors
We gets it craccin with my guys
That's why you favor sum for the hittas
U kno thats me ask my guys
If you know me, how much u know
The game i play got no card ain't no Uno
My level different. so much more different
My planet further than Pluto
They moving gangster don't we neighbors
In this real life ain't no heroes
That's why you favor sum for the hittas
If you didn't know, baby u know
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
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On fonem grave
On fonem grave
On fonem grave
On fonem grave
On fonem grave
Problems with pockets that's boosting
The realest dashing 150 on the highway
F*ck it up. Dumb it up. Go hit up
Switch thru these clothes and these hoes all the same yeah
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Don't chu know you looking at that guy
Everywhere i go i'm meant to Shine
Problems awaken whenever they mention the name of my niggas that's really ride
I know they doubted me they said they afraid of me they just wanted some attention
I know inside me i'm on a lot shit i pray you pop in my mention
Young nigga keep a tool
Young nigga with a Glock on him
Young nigga acting foolish
Cuz a younger nigga had a dot on him
Young nigga on the move
Young nigga with a bag on him
Young nigga with a rugger
Cuz them other niggas put a price on him
Turn on the switch that's a bye bye
Turn up whenever i'm outside with my guys
We fynna throw just whole lot of gang shit
Whenever i'm outside with my guys
They moving gangster don't we neighbors
We gets it craccin with my guys
Thats' why you favor sum for the hittas
You know that's me, ask my guys
Problems with pockets that's boosting
The realest dashing 150 on the highway
F*ck it up. Dumb it up. Go hit up
Switch thru these clothes and these hoes all the same yeah
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
I cannot entertain
I can never ever ever entertain
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Made that in Brooks basement
"Put that on god"
I can never ever let a nigga claim me has fraud
I told her i'm patient, she said she not
So whenever we fight....... we throwing
Water whip this pimpin
Maintain my guard
So whenever we fall.... we floating
Choc hit cataclysmic
We brake the walls
Crush everything on sight... we throwing
Young nigga keep a tool
Young nigga with a Glock on him
Young nigga acting foolish
Cuz a younger nigga had a dot on him
Young nigga on the move
Young nigga with a bag on him
Young nigga with a rugger
Cuz them other niggas put a price on him
Turn on the switch that's a bye bye
Turn up whenever i'm outside with my guys
We fynna throw just whole lot of gang shit
Whenever i'm outside with my guys
They moving gangster don't we neighbors
We gets it craccin with my guys
That's why you favor sum for the hittas
U kno thats me ask my guys
If you know me, how much u know
The game i play got no card ain't no Uno
My level different. so much more different
My planet further than Pluto
They moving gangster don't we neighbors
In this real life ain't no heroes
That's why you favor sum for the hittas
If you didn't know, baby u know
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love, Bitch who do you love
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Writer: Lync- Adams Paulotte Saintelus
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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