She Wants Love - D-Block Europe

Yeah, narsayee?

This ain’t no love song

This is a thug song

Narsayee?

It’s like-, yeah

It’s a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood

When you’re runnin' out of love, what d’you do?

I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you

I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh

She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah

She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah

Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly

We go Balmain then it’s Off-White

(You my lady so I’ma make this right, yeah)

(I'ma make it right)

Yeah

Now listen, first things first

I ain’t tryna do you wrong

We’ve been through worser shit before

You need me but I need them drugs, b baby

At the Shard, I’m having dinner with the plug, baby

Runnin' out of luck and jakes are on us, goin' dumb crazy

Fours on fours, work her in the bando, hititn' fours on fours

No security, we hittin' main events for forty four

Pussy like a storm, she say she want some more, some more

When it rains, you know the saying, babe, it pours, it pours

Champagne on ice, chain on ice

My diamonds bright, don’t watch the price

Got me for life, need to be wife

You make her cry?

My hitters ride

It’s a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood

When you’re runnin' out of love, what d’you do?

I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you

I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh

She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah

She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah

Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly

We go Balmain then it’s Off-White

(You my lady so I’ma make this right, yeah)

(I'ma make it right)

Yeah

Overseas, ate already but know I’ma steady eat it

You my queen, put a baby in your belly, you gon' keep it

Need another, you gave me a daughter, give a girl a brother

All my niggas in the system, bangin' out all summer

All my niggas in the jail, they comin' soon

(Burning on that smooth)

Getting nasty in the room

Up in the sky, look at the view

It’s a shame, I pop a Perc to change my mood

When you’re runnin' out of love, what d’you do?

I had nothing, I was poor, but I had you

I was with my bro, with my woes, ooh

She just want love, I just want drugs, yeah

She just want the love, I just want drugs, yeah

Chanel with the Louis, girl, you fly

We go Balmain then it’s Off-White

(You my lady so I’ma make this right, yeah)

(I'ma make it right)