Lyrics French Montana – I Think I Luv Her
Text:
Chorus
I think I love her (love her, love her, love her, love her)
Tryna meet her mutha (mutha, mutha, mutha, mutha)
Doggin with no rubber (rubber, rubber, rubber, rubber)
X2
Verse 1
She’s a money train, we be runnin thangs
Shorty down to ride, trust her with a hundred thangs
If ya money gone, go wit it
That’s the first thing, talk about that real kitty on the backs just her and me
Shorty, ride or die and I can dig it, she be ready
Homie everytime she call I know she talkin bout that fetti
I let her push the drop, I be shot gun wit it
Bout 30 on my wrist, and my neck 150
Coupe stupid low, and I be stupid high
Cup full of yack lean, call me super fly
I’m talkin Louis 13, money be the first thing
Hello, I’m ballin like Melo
Chorus
I think I love her (love her, love her, love her, love her)
Tryna meet her mutha (mutha, mutha, mutha, mutha)
Doggin with no rubber (rubber, rubber, rubber, rubber)
Shes a movie, got that magic box, got a nigga going stupid
X2
Verse 2
I’m talkin Louis 13, money be the first thing
Hello, I’m ballin like Melo
Shorty from the ghetto
Nigga don’t be stupid
Me and my bitch
I’m talking Mackavelli
Hustlin I was skinny, now got that money belly
Hit that money celly
Talkin bout that work (work, work, work, work, work)
Rollin up the purp
I do stupid shows, I got stupid gwop
I got stupid hoes and shes my bottom twat
I got a stupid knot, you know we stupid hot
A hundred thou lick, that’s a stupid drop
Chorus
I think I love her (love her, love her, love her, love her)
Tryna meet her mutha (mutha, mutha, mutha, mutha)
Doggin with no rubber (rubber, rubber, rubber, rubber)
Shes a movie, got that magic box, got a nigga going stupid
X2