(TouchofTrent be wildin' with it)
The way you snatched my heart, feel like you had it before
The way I kiss your lips, feel like I kissed you before
F*ck you from the back, feel like I hit it before
And I asked you for some anus, like you ain't did it before
Before me, I don't care who was before me
You lonely, now you ain't gotta be lonely
My baby, challenges, you know 'em, baby
I gravitated your love for the makin'
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, our marriage
Make sure you make a hundred Ms off cosmetics
When I decide to get you a ring, I'm gettin' all carats
And they sneak diss from fake pages, they all jealous
And when I do tell you I love you, it don't be small letters
And you gon' cuss a nigga out, tryna f*ck for some Margielas
I hate when you try to ignore me, they tried to say that you ain't for me
I had to figure it out on my own, I had to take you on this journey
Got my heart screamin', uh-uh-mm, mm-mm
Stop movin' girl, I'm bout to cum
I changed your life from the ghetto
You got me screamin' falsetto
Put you in that rose gold, take off that metal
Love when your landin', see you at arrival
"No Label", song wasn't for you, I need a title
Done f*ckin' these hoes everywhere, I need a bridal
She don't care to be around my boys
You concealed and carried my heart like a FOID
I don't want no different hoes like Floyd
Give you my last name, that's Banks, like Lloyd
I'm holdin' you down, you so used to clowns
Pop up unannounced, told me he a mouse
Told me don't give him pounds, told me he ain't allowed
Told me he ain't my crowd, it was true, so I'm proud
Make me proud
Make me proud
Make me proud
Make me proud, baby
India Pt. 3 Video (MV)
Performed By: Lil Durk
From Album: The Voice (Deluxe)
Written by: Durk Banks, Hagan Lange, Trenton D. Turner
Year: 2020
Lil Durk - India Pt. 3 Lyrics
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(TouchofTrent be wildin' with it)
The way you snatched my heart, feel like you had it before
The way I kiss your lips, feel like I kissed you before
F*ck you from the back, feel like I hit it before
And I asked you for some anus, like you ain't did it before
Before me, I don't care who was before me
You lonely, now you ain't gotta be lonely
My baby, challenges, you know 'em, baby
I gravitated your love for the makin'
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, our marriage
Make sure you make a hundred Ms off cosmetics
When I decide to get you a ring, I'm gettin' all carats
And they sneak diss from fake pages, they all jealous
And when I do tell you I love you, it don't be small letters
And you gon' cuss a nigga out, tryna f*ck for some Margielas
I hate when you try to ignore me, they tried to say that you ain't for me
I had to figure it out on my own, I had to take you on this journey
Got my heart screamin', uh-uh-mm, mm-mm
Stop movin' girl, I'm bout to cum
I changed your life from the ghetto
You got me screamin' falsetto
Put you in that rose gold, take off that metal
Love when your landin', see you at arrival
"No Label", song wasn't for you, I need a title
Done f*ckin' these hoes everywhere, I need a bridal
She don't care to be around my boys
You concealed and carried my heart like a FOID
I don't want no different hoes like Floyd
Give you my last name, that's Banks, like Lloyd
I'm holdin' you down, you so used to clowns
Pop up unannounced, told me he a mouse
Told me don't give him pounds, told me he ain't allowed
Told me he ain't my crowd, it was true, so I'm proud
Make me proud
Make me proud
Make me proud
Make me proud, baby
The way you snatched my heart, feel like you had it before
The way I kiss your lips, feel like I kissed you before
F*ck you from the back, feel like I hit it before
And I asked you for some anus, like you ain't did it before
Before me, I don't care who was before me
You lonely, now you ain't gotta be lonely
My baby, challenges, you know 'em, baby
I gravitated your love for the makin'
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, our marriage
Make sure you make a hundred Ms off cosmetics
When I decide to get you a ring, I'm gettin' all carats
And they sneak diss from fake pages, they all jealous
And when I do tell you I love you, it don't be small letters
And you gon' cuss a nigga out, tryna f*ck for some Margielas
I hate when you try to ignore me, they tried to say that you ain't for me
I had to figure it out on my own, I had to take you on this journey
Got my heart screamin', uh-uh-mm, mm-mm
Stop movin' girl, I'm bout to cum
I changed your life from the ghetto
You got me screamin' falsetto
Put you in that rose gold, take off that metal
Love when your landin', see you at arrival
"No Label", song wasn't for you, I need a title
Done f*ckin' these hoes everywhere, I need a bridal
She don't care to be around my boys
You concealed and carried my heart like a FOID
I don't want no different hoes like Floyd
Give you my last name, that's Banks, like Lloyd
I'm holdin' you down, you so used to clowns
Pop up unannounced, told me he a mouse
Told me don't give him pounds, told me he ain't allowed
Told me he ain't my crowd, it was true, so I'm proud
Make me proud
Make me proud
Make me proud
Make me proud, baby
Writer: Durk Banks, Hagan Lange, Trenton D. Turner
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
