I Love It

Lyrics

[Intro: Pretty Brayah] (Bands made this, period) Pretty Brayah [Verse 1: Pretty Brayah] I love it when you pop me when I'm actin' up You done upped me on the 'Gram, bitches mad as fuck I love it when you eat it like we makin' love And when I'm down, you come and hold me 'cause I need a hug I love the way you down for the bullshit Fuck the other side, down to ride, you'll pull quick You blow my brains when your hammer in my toolkit I love the way you grip my inches when you pull it [Verse 2: BandGang Javar] I love it when you mad at me Choke you out while I hit it, make you scream, "Daddy" I should change my name to Mr. Freak Nasty Them Percs I got from gram-gram came in real handy I done made you cum more times than a dog trainer Suckin' on that motherfucker like a Now and Later You love it when I take you shoppin', get your clothes tailored Like one of them poster boards, I got long paper [Chorus: BandGang Javar & Pretty Brayah] I love the way you shit on hoes, make bitches mad I love the way you son these niggas like a super dad I love you 'cause you held it down when I ain't have the bag But you iced me out now, shit, I gotta brag I love the way you throw it back, I love the way you smack it I love it when you get on top, I love the way you grab it I love it when we out of town, shit, you keep me packin' I love you, I love you more, we got an understanding [Verse 3: Pretty Brayah] My nigga is that nigga, ain't no competition When they talk about them scams, you the one they mention Love it when you throw me stacks like a bitch strippin' The way you say, "Bae, you right," when you know I'm trippin' Love it when you dick me down in the backseat Keep this pussy wetter than a sink with a bad leak I like to suck it every time I get you mad, B 'Cause I got tricks guaranteed to make you happy [Verse 4: BandGang Javar] These ratted-out hoes ain't on my bitch level Love the way you suck dick, you need a gold medal You be twistin' both hands like a pepper shaker Got my dick standin' taller than a skyscraper Every time we fuck, we need a Plan B 'Cause I be shooting the club up like gang beef The world ain't ready for a lil' me He'll be fuckin' hoes by the time he turn three [Chorus: BandGang Javar & Pretty Brayah] I love the way you shit on hoes, make bitches mad I love the way you son these niggas like a super dad I love you 'cause you held it down when I ain't have the bag But you iced me out now, shit, I gotta brag I love the way you throw it back, I love the way you smack it I love it when you get on top, I love the way you grab it I love it when we out of town, shit, you keep me packin' I love you, I love you more, we got an understanding