I Luv This Shit

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~A *** back with this motherfuckin' remix (remix), and we about to kill this shit

See I went and got a little help to get the whole club poppin' like Freaknik

Cause I got Rozay, a little Bombay, a little peach Ciroc and we faded

Soon as we step in, we got your chick, and yo' chick, and yo' chick and I know you hate it

Cause we linin' up the shots, youngin' got the heat to make 'em pop

Soon as we hit the parking lot, then we see all the panties drop

Girl, ain't no bitch ***, no rich ***, no snitch ***

Yo' bitch choosin' on a real ***, let her chill ***

That's real, cause I'm so fucked up, now I'm talkin' my shit

I'm way to high to be trippin' like this

*** hatin' hard, bitches all on my dick

This is what you want, I'mma put it like this; lay it down to the Aug, Trey and Chris remix

 

Say you luv it (ay), you luv it girl (ay)

You luv it (ay), you luv it girl (uh-huh)

You luv it (ay), say you luv it girl (ay)

You luv it (ay), better make you luv it girl (uh-huh)

The way I fuck her, you would think I luv this bitch

I tell her keep on suckin' girl get all this dick

And I'mma keep grindin' nigga try'na get rich

She tell me keep fuckin' cause she luv this shit~

 

Lauren’s P.O.V.

I could feel my eyes widen as Selena began to mention the party and what had happened.  I noticed Camila’s face harden so I gently placed my hand on her knee, my fingers lightly pressing onto her skin, trying to calm her down, I didn’t want her to panic. 

My eyes turned their attention to the brunette next to me, I watched her let out a nervous chuckle, “yeah…she’s pretty crazy…” she took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as she glanced at me for a second.

Calm down baby, calm down…I continued to caress her thigh.

“I told her ‘NO FUCKING WAY MY COUSIN’S IN LOVE-NO!’ and she kept insisting that you picked some girl over her…” well BELIEVE IT! Because your cousin IS in love, with me! She turned her head upwards facing the sky, in deep thought as she began to snap her fingers, “gosh, what did she say her name was…it started with an,” she continued to snap her fingers trying to remember, “it’s at the tip of my tongue…an L…like Laaa,” my eyes shooting back to the brunette next to me and I felt her hand cover mine, squeezing and I knew she would begin to panic, “I think she said the girl’s name was Laa---” Camila’s face began to show worry…

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