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Rico Love

Please

 

Please


[Verse 1 Rico Love:]
I hurt you, I'll tell the truth
And in the end, I know I'll lose, yeah
All the things I put you through
They won't compare to what you could do
In a minute, I'm a lose my mind
Cause I know I really broke your heart
Told you Sorry bout a thousand times
Since we broke up cause it's all my fault
Oh, I'm just asking you

[Chorus Rico Love:]
Please just don't fuck none of my niggas
No, baby, please just don't fuck none of my niggas
I know that I messed up, yeah I did you wrong
I respect the fact that you'll be moving on
But, baby, please just don't fuck none of my niggas
None of my niggas

[Verse 2 Rico Love:]
Got so many Keishas in my phone, I know
I'm better off leaving you alone, I know
Deep down inside, you're the one I want, I know
But you're over me, I know
All of my temptations, can't get over them
All the situations that I put you in
Even caught me flirting with your very best friend, I know
I deserve all the worst
You're the gift, I'm the curse
Wish I could hit reverse
I can't though, but I'm begging you

[Chorus Rico Love:]
But, baby, please just don't fuck none of my niggas, none of my niggas
No, baby, please just don't fuck none of my niggas
I know that I messed up, yeah I did you wrong
I respect the fact that you'll be moving on
But, baby, please just don't fuck none of my niggas
None of my niggas

[Verse 3 Pusha T:]
I know you like them winners
And upscale vandal type of dinners
And seeing cameras flashing like the Jenners
The bros is off limits, it's navy niggas out here
But they don't fit your image, and you love being outchea
Don't let em put you out there, what's a bag to a boss?
Drown you in champagne and let you crash at the loft
Being bitter can backfire, I'm fucking sisters
You take me back, now you hate her ass and keep her distant
If we tit for tat, ain't no getting back
I'm just getting head, you might get a rack
Your body count is mounting, you can't get that back
Play the game, it's full circle like a culdesac

[Chorus]

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