K Michelle I Love This Way Lyrics
I Love This Way by K. Michelle
I love this way
Dam I love this shit
Dam they love my shit
Let me talk my shit
To y'all
Cause I'm gon tell it like it is
Ima spit that real shit
To y'all
Oh oh oh oh
Hollup now August Trey and Chris
I hear y'all talking that shit
But I bet none of y'all
Never hit nu'in like this
Cause Ima different type of chick
I don't be tripping on a dick
Don't fall in love wit ya hoes
Too busy selling out shows
Cause my milkshake
Brings all the boys to the yard
I name my booty betsey
She got all you niggas hard
Cause I ain't no dumb bitch
No bumb bitch
I got my own shit
And I can take dick
I need a real nigga that's worth it
And Ima work it
My hot pocket love music
So conduct
Lucka string
So treat her like a mic and
La la la la sing
And she don't like it when
People can't perform life
Bruh stop lip singing
Do it right and get your life
Goddammit I love me
Ya nigga love me
The nicks love me
The paces love me
Even the bulls love me
Ha they love me
And I love it
She hating
Cause I'm way to popping
To be calling you back
I'm focused on this money
Y'all can't throw me off track
Fuck the media they hate me
Cause I always keep it real
But all my real bitches
Y'all know what it is
Arch my back
Knees down on the flo
Carpet burn
But I still want some more
Cause your body
Is my body
Is my body
And I need yeah
Uh uh
Cause I love your dick
I talk to it
I wipe it down
Get some towel for it
I'm crazy as
Shit
My hot pocket love music
So conduct
Lucka string
So treat her like a mic and
La la la la sing
And she don't like it when
People can't perform life
Bruh stop lip singing
Do it right and get your life
Goddammit I love me
Ya nigga love me
The nicks love me
The paces love me
Even the bulls love me
Ha they love me
And I love it
She hating
Cause I'm way to popping
To be calling you back
I'm focused on this money
Y'all can't throw me off track
Fuck the media they hate me
Cause I always keep it real
But all my real bitches
Y'all know what it is
Dam I love this shit
Dam they love my shit
Let me talk my shit
To y'all
Cause I'm gon tell it like it is
Ima spit that real shit
To y'all
Oh oh oh oh
Hollup now August Trey and Chris
I hear y'all talking that shit
But I bet none of y'all
Never hit nu'in like this
Cause Ima different type of chick
I don't be tripping on a dick
Don't fall in love wit ya hoes
Too busy selling out shows
Cause my milkshake
Brings all the boys to the yard
I name my booty betsey
She got all you niggas hard
Cause I ain't no dumb bitch
No bumb bitch
I got my own shit
And I can take dick
I need a real nigga that's worth it
And Ima work it
My hot pocket love music
So conduct
Lucka string
So treat her like a mic and
La la la la sing
And she don't like it when
People can't perform life
Bruh stop lip singing
Do it right and get your life
Goddammit I love me
Ya nigga love me
The nicks love me
The paces love me
Even the bulls love me
Ha they love me
And I love it
She hating
Cause I'm way to popping
To be calling you back
I'm focused on this money
Y'all can't throw me off track
Fuck the media they hate me
Cause I always keep it real
But all my real bitches
Y'all know what it is
Arch my back
Knees down on the flo
Carpet burn
But I still want some more
Cause your body
Is my body
Is my body
And I need yeah
Uh uh
Cause I love your dick
I talk to it
I wipe it down
Get some towel for it
I'm crazy as
Shit
My hot pocket love music
So conduct
Lucka string
So treat her like a mic and
La la la la sing
And she don't like it when
People can't perform life
Bruh stop lip singing
Do it right and get your life
Goddammit I love me
Ya nigga love me
The nicks love me
The paces love me
Even the bulls love me
Ha they love me
And I love it
She hating
Cause I'm way to popping
To be calling you back
I'm focused on this money
Y'all can't throw me off track
Fuck the media they hate me
Cause I always keep it real
But all my real bitches
Y'all know what it is