You Gon Love Me Lyrics

(Intro: DJ Scream & Verse Simmonds)

Baby you gon love me

See I know yall ladies

Baby you gon love me

Yall used to f..ckin with just us

Baby you gon love me

But you ever f..cked with a trap god before?

(Hook: Verse Simmonds)

We ain’t lookin at the price tag, f..ck that

Baby if you like that, you get that

You gon love me, you gon love me

You gon love me, you gon love me

See I got enough to get yo life right

Money make you come, we gon be f..ckin all night

You gon love me, you gon love me

You gon love me, you gon love me

(Verse: Gucci Mane)

I can’t lie, I’m into you

Baby what you finna do?

Yea I’m on some other shit

My hoes don’t wear no tennis shoes

I put you on the money, baby roll with me you never lose

I’ll take you to a island, fly you places you ain’t never been

Every day’s a business move, your boyfriend tighter than a drum

I’m richer than the average nigga, baby I wouldn’t lie to you

When I say you fine as f..ck, baby girl I ain’t tryna flatter you

But yo boyfriend is a rainbow and he tryin to overshadow you

Gucci Mane splatter you, I’m the one she walkin to

I’m sippin Absolute, I change the longitude and latitude

Bitch show me some gratitude, wussup with this attitude?

You mad these bitches jockin me, they met me ‘cause I’m jockin you

(Hook: Verse Simmonds)

We ain’t lookin at the price tag, f..ck that

Baby if you like that, you get that

You gon love me, you gon love me

You gon love me, you gon love me

See I got enough to get yo life right

Money make you come, we gon be f..ckin all night

You gon love me, you gon love me

You gon love me, you gon love me

(Verse: Verse Simmonds)

I got that Rolex, morn sex, big dick, 4x

Sodomize you in the bedroom, got you seeing something, it’s iTunes

Then hit the rest of this bottle, get f..cked up and I got you

We gon tear them up, the baller call up, choppa tellin you a wife

Soon as you hit the door they gon Kodak, expensive shit and they know that

I keep you fly like you on that

Louie always in contact

Some say I score you but I can’t afford to

We getting money, we getting money

10-17 and it’s time to

Turn up, roll out, burn up til I’m so stuck

Poppin bands, I got Rollies

Fuckin nigga so lonely

It’s whatever you like yea, it’s whatever you like

Just know you shop til you drop and we gonna f..ck yea tonight

(Hook: Verse Simmonds)

We ain’t lookin at the price tag, f..ck that

Baby if you like that, you get that

You gon love me, you gon love me

You gon love me, you gon love me

See I got enough to get yo life right

Money make you come, we gon be f..ckin all night

You gon love me, you gon love me

You gon love me, you gon love me