We Found Love lyrics

[Verse 1: Ice spice]
I'm bout to gas him I'm popin a Titty
He lovin the way it get sticky
He a gangsta I let em get in me
I feel like the baddest Lil b*tch in
My city you not a barbie
It's givin Dirty
I f*ck her up then I get it sturdy
Grrah-Grrah
I don't need Luck if I'm poppin this perky

[Verse 2: Dd Osama]
Lil Ddot gon turn on his beam
Don't forget that I'm still Droppin DOA
Catch a Flocka on me he not safe
And these n*ggas keep talkin on Notti
Spin the Sev I'ma catch me a Homi
Call up Dueylo like "yo what's the word?"
We got the Drop let's spin through the
Third Catch me a Nine I'ma blow that [?]
He gon die by the poke
Grrah 40s n 9s that sh*t hit a Mil
Don't forget about Dead Opps n*gga
Dougie He ran, catch a leg shot
Spin Through the Bronx tryna make me
New Dead Opp
Like still tappin my Neck that Fat n*gga died
And Rah got put right to bed
Two Dead n*ggas but one from the Sev
[Verse 3:Ice spice]
These b*tches ain't from where I'm from
I'm From the X beat a b*tch like it's fun
Damn I'm so pretty and Young
They say I'm next like "ice spice you really the one"
She mad cause I'm taking her spot
b*tches be needin n*ggas to get hat like
b*tch I'm bad I'm used to the starlight
Don't you compare me to b*tches I'm not like
(Grrah I got issues) Think I'm a b*tch?
Come see what this b*tch do
Hop out the V and I promise I'll blitz
If you not my n*gga then why would
I Kiss you (you crazy, you stupid?)
Give you my heart then you better not
Lose it f*ck on ya bro like this sh*t
Amusing Grrah

[Verse 4:Dd Osama]
JayripK saw the car he should've fled
Grrah grrah I'm back on my bullsh*t
Catch a Opp empty out the full clip
n*ggas be chattin they don't ever do sh*t
R-Roll a dead Opp in this new spliff
n*gga, Nazzy, yeah he shootin
Mixed the Rippy wit the JB
Why the f*ck these n*ggas got me Lazy?
TG Chattin, got scared what we do?
Stop talkin on Notti you fool
5th To the Sev sh*t really look cool
Hope I see em when I bend through
Yellin "NOTTI GANG" when I'm in the booth
Catch a Six swept em wit a Broom
Grrah
[Verse 5:Ice spice & Dd Osama]
Say you love me then show that
Old Friends watchin sendin me throwbacks
Soon as I make it they know I can't go back
I got feelings but I never show em
I don't talk about it I just smoke em
Goin through sh*t I don't think, I just got em
Soon as I go in the booth I'ma go em Grrah Grrah
Catch a Six swept em wit a Broom b*tch
All these n*ggas mad cause I'm up
Like f*ck it it's up and it's stuck
Youssef a b*tch he got shot in the back
Totin on .30 why the f*ck would I Lack?
Mr. Leave-a-n*gga-on-his-back
Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene
Like Ddot gon turn on his beam

[Bridge:Dd Osama]
Get rich and that's word to my mother
Grrah

[Verse 6:Ice spice]
I'ma get rich and that's word to my mother