Young Zee Lyrics

Album: Unknown

I Love It Lyrics

f/ Rah Digga

 

 [Chorus 2X: Rah Digga]

 I love it! (I love it!)

 I want it! (I want it!)

 I need it! (I need it!)

 Got to have it! (Got to have it!)

 

 [Young Zee]

 Yeah, five X got me high to death

 So high I can't even tell my right from left

 If it's beef, right now we in trouble

 'Cause all of us drunk and Young Zee seein' double

 Shout to my dames in the house

 Let us bash, knowin' my tape coming on

 You can strip right now and get butt naked

 'Cause doe come first nigga, a bitch come second

 Girl, you gon' make me kick one leg in

 Right inside your stomach while you six months pregnant

 Zee disrespect thugs, that wanna flip drugs

 Doe can't fuck with my checks though

 Let me hear about a war, y'all get carried out the door

 An' buried 'round the floor, you're feelin' kinda poor

 Your belly drive a four

 I push big chips, watch you ?????? an' I LOVE IT!

 

 [Chorus] - repeat 2X

 

 [Young Zee]

 Pass me your blunt you gon' get it back torse

 Pass me your 40, here take the back door

 You nobody, your crew's so tiny

 Zee got labels, all you ain't, who gon' sign me?

 C'mon! Get your click's whipped

 Football scores, we be 56 - zip

 Neck crampin', sex slammin' (aha)

 Fuck so much we need to get examined

 Sit me down now, Zee and rotwilders

 Two big dogs, you just a lil' dog like Bow Wow

 Girls choose a wish, I'll "fill your fantasy" like Ludacris

 Whilst your twat smells like tuna fish

 Tonight, I could do it on my first night

 No hotels, let's do it on my dirt bike

 Just call and say when

 You hate when I try to put it all the way in, but I LOVE IT!

 

 [Chorus] - repeat 2X

 

 [Young Zee]

 Zee sings: Ooowee, ooowee, ooowee, baby, baby, baby (hahahaha)

 

 My boys bone any hoe

 Chill with the Outz on home video

 Hoes ?said they no?, we rollin' in doe

 Take big long pulls, a hole in the dro

 O's get to go where no niggas go

 I go get the fo', you go six below

 Holdin' the rows, with a hole in ya clothes

 Don't diss the O's or we'll roll to ya show

 But there won't be no show 'cause we closin' the do'!

 Go to your home we be bonin' ya hoe

 G-g-g-go, now where you gon' go? My boys stole your fo'

 We're chokin' your throat when we catch you on the low and I LOVE IT!

 

 [Chorus] - repeat 4X