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LOOOVE - Travis Scott Lyrics

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Answer
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
They
give
me,
they
give
Answer
me
love,
they
love
the
Scott
They
love
how
the
disc
rock,
they
lovin'
the
Jac'
No
Wi-Fi,
we
hot
spottin',
connected
the
block
Rollin'
through
the
club,
we
feelin'
the
love
Iller
than
my
trees,
the
Jac'
in
my
steez,
please
Five
hundred
degrees,
nigga,
who
hotter
than
me?,
bitches
Yeah
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
They
love
me,
love
me,
love
me,
yeah
They
love
me,
long
time
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
to
show
me
love
They
love
me,
love
me,
love
Answer
me,
yeah
They
love
me,
long
time
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
to
show
me
love
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
Come
and
kick
back
with
us
This
a
new
religion,
come
and
have
mass
with
us
Tell
me
have
you
made
love
to
a
bachelor?
Turnin'
bad
city,
used
to
grow
up
in
the
back
woods
Come
take
a
ride
with
the
real,
it's
the
last
of
us
We
gon'
make
them
Vogue
bitches
turn
racheter
First
task,
now,
look,
you
used
to
laugh
Answer
at
us
Pass
the
Actavis
'cause
a
nigga
past
passivist
Imagine
my
world
of
misogyny
Nigga,
fuck
a—
fuck
a
monogamy
Got
her
head
tipped
over
the
driver's
seat
Meet
me,
don't
go
tell
my
mama
'bout
this,
baby
Hold
up,
we
gon'
own
the
summer
Never-never
stressin',
no,
we
always
hit
the
numbers
Cuzzo
always
stressin',
always
cuffin'
different
numbers
Know
we
tired
of
makin'
shit,
you
know
the
streets
don't
make
diplomas
Drunk
somethin',
tryna
find
my
keys
And
find
myself
lookin'
down
at
the
stars,
the
bees
The
stars
align,
Answer
remember
when
it
was
Ramadan
I
try
a
line,
might
try
some
crime,
might
try
a
dime
But
now
it's
time,
baby,
now
it's
time
Nah
nah
nah
nah
nah,
nah
nah
nah
nah
nah
Nah
nah
nah
nah
nah,
get
the
love,
and
they
givin'
it
up,
like
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
Answer
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
I
get
it,
I
get
it,
I
get
it
love
They
love,
they
love
me,
love
me
long
time
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
Y'all
feel—
y'all
feel
like
that?
Fire
ton—,
fire
ton—
The
night
is
too
young
and
the
love
in
the
air
hit
me
Follow
all
the
vibes
up
in
every
city
Gamble
with
your
life,
thinkin'
'bout
it,
going
through
the
night,
you
don't
want
it
with
him
We
reach
the
glasses,
the
madness
Answer
The
tiniest
of
the
asses,
dance
in
the
trances
Baby
said
she
ready
and
we
'bout
to
find
out
Don't
be
mad,
and
we
get
it
to
find
out,
and
we
get
it
Livin'
live,
Richard
Pryor
on
a
mission
And
these
niggas
lookin'
out,
but
they
didn't
Let
me
slip
into
my
modal,
smokin'
plenty
but
Tequila,
baby
Members
of
the
rage
run
'way
with
it
Fashion
week
in
Paris
front
row
with
it
Diamonds
on
me,
dancin'
on
bullshit
See
a
black
guy
done
the
job,
yeah,
I'm
so
winnin'
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