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Cloud Dior - Too much Lyrics



Cloud Dior - Too much Lyrics
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What if your love is too hard to get
And I miss your touch when I'm not there
And I can't feel alone when I'm with you
It's so magical to know someone like you
It's already deep in your heart
Ay, ay, ay, ay
We puttin' in a lot of works, I've never wrote a damn verse
And everything that you did, I swear to God I was first
I be outside with the bangers, you f*ck around and get merc'ed
Ain't gotta get my hands dirty, I know some zoes that gon' work
You picked hoes up for money, I know your head wasn't right
I told these niggas I'm a pro, just watch me spit on the mic
Niggas hate when you real, they be tryin' to take your life
I didn't know for being real, you could die in this life
I can't beef with no niggas, I love my freedom too much
I get freaky with the shit, I stick my thumb in her butt
Back shots goin' crazy, I'm puttin' dick in her guts
She a freaky lil' bitch that got a thong when I nut
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
She a freaky lil' bitch that got a tongue when I nut
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I love the crew way too much, I ain't switchin' for none
I love the game way too much, I ain't quittin' for none
I wish we didn't fall out, take me back from the jump
Baby, my heart got broken, I left that shit in the junk
Can't be selfish with it, I think about my niggas too
Never wrote a damn verse, but I be in the booth
Why you mad at me? All I did was pull a U on you
All I did was pull a U on you
Why you hatin' on the gang? You can't stop the motion
You can start a rain, you can't stop the motion
All this food up on my plate, man, I can't stay focused
Why you hatin' on a nigga? Boy, go find a motive
We putting in a lot of work, I've never wrote a damn verse
And everything that you did, I swear to God I was first
I be outside with the bangers, you f*ck around and get murked
Ain't got to get my hands dirty, I know some zoes that gon' work
You picked hoes over money, I know your head wasn't right
I told these niggas I'm a pro, just watch your spit on the mic
Niggas hate when you real, if you tryna take your life
Didn't know for bein' real, you could die in this life
I can't beef with no niggas, I love my freedom too much
I get freaky with the shit, I stick my thumb in her butt
Back shots goin' crazy, I'm puttin' dick in her guts
She a freaky lil' bitch, stick out her tongue when I nut
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English

What if your love is too hard to get
And I miss your touch when I'm not there
And I can't feel alone when I'm with you
It's so magical to know someone like you
It's already deep in your heart
Ay, ay, ay, ay
We puttin' in a lot of works, I've never wrote a damn verse
And everything that you did, I swear to God I was first
I be outside with the bangers, you f*ck around and get merc'ed
Ain't gotta get my hands dirty, I know some zoes that gon' work
You picked hoes up for money, I know your head wasn't right
I told these niggas I'm a pro, just watch me spit on the mic
Niggas hate when you real, they be tryin' to take your life
I didn't know for being real, you could die in this life
I can't beef with no niggas, I love my freedom too much
I get freaky with the shit, I stick my thumb in her butt
Back shots goin' crazy, I'm puttin' dick in her guts
She a freaky lil' bitch that got a thong when I nut
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
She a freaky lil' bitch that got a tongue when I nut
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I love the crew way too much, I ain't switchin' for none
I love the game way too much, I ain't quittin' for none
I wish we didn't fall out, take me back from the jump
Baby, my heart got broken, I left that shit in the junk
Can't be selfish with it, I think about my niggas too
Never wrote a damn verse, but I be in the booth
Why you mad at me? All I did was pull a U on you
All I did was pull a U on you
Why you hatin' on the gang? You can't stop the motion
You can start a rain, you can't stop the motion
All this food up on my plate, man, I can't stay focused
Why you hatin' on a nigga? Boy, go find a motive
We putting in a lot of work, I've never wrote a damn verse
And everything that you did, I swear to God I was first
I be outside with the bangers, you f*ck around and get murked
Ain't got to get my hands dirty, I know some zoes that gon' work
You picked hoes over money, I know your head wasn't right
I told these niggas I'm a pro, just watch your spit on the mic
Niggas hate when you real, if you tryna take your life
Didn't know for bein' real, you could die in this life
I can't beef with no niggas, I love my freedom too much
I get freaky with the shit, I stick my thumb in her butt
Back shots goin' crazy, I'm puttin' dick in her guts
She a freaky lil' bitch, stick out her tongue when I nut
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