I Love You lyrics

[Intro]
I love you, b*tch
I ain't never gonna stop loving you, b*tch

Chorus: Seiji Oda]
I need a b*tch
I need a b*tch who gon' love me
I need a b*tch to hold it down when it get ugly
My b*tch got her own money
She can't f*ck with no love me
Baby lemme ask you something
"Is you gon' f*ck with me, Rice, know our sonny?"
My b*tch a GoFundMe
So don't talk unless you wanna go fund me

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Shut the f*ck up, don't say sh*t to my b*tch
Might drop a trophy, put a brick on my wrist
New b*tch got a fat ass, this b*tch thick
I be tricking hoes, I'm a pimp, that's my b*tch
Spend three, four, five thousand on my fit
Six, seven, eight, nine b*tches on my di*k
I got ten b*tches in the room getting hit
Suck the di*k
Hold on b*tch lemme see you do the splits
Hundred thousand on me, brokе b*tches think I'm rich
I'ma hit the dog with a dog like I'm Vick
I got tеn b*tches in the room, take a pic
And they fans, all they really came to do was take a pic
Oh that's yo ho n*gga, I take yo b*tch
b*tch say she never left the hood, take [?]
This real Kelly weed, take a hit
Suck my di*k
Treat it like a lollipop, take a lick
[Chorus: Seiji Oda]
I need a b*tch
I need a b*tch who gon' love me
I need a b*tch to hold it down when it get ugly
My b*tch got her own money
She can't f*ck with no love me
Baby lemme ask you something
"Is you gon' f*ck with me, Rice, know our sonny?"
My b*tch a GoFundMe
So don't talk unless you wanna go fund me

[Verse 3: Mike Sherm]
This my motherf*cking b*tch
She don't sell the pus*y, she don't even wanna strip
That coochie is a muscle, motherf*cker got a grip
I know that I'm a dog but I'm ain't even finna dip
Her friends hating on me saying that I got the hoes
Let me find out they wanna f*ck me on the low
She got her own brand, she don't want me for the loaf
A groupie wanna f*ck, then she gotta f*ck us both
They haters baby, don't listen (Shh)
Brodies in her DMs, hold on you n*ggas trippin'
Told her if she ever a problem I'ma fix it
I love you baby, I ain't worried 'bout these b*tches
f*ck it, we gon' keep this on the under
Beating females if they ever try to jump her
And when we f*ck I don't even wear a rubber
I got a real classic b*tch, not ratchet
[Chorus: Seiji Oda]
I need a b*tch
I need a b*tch who gon' love me
I need a b*tch to hold it down when it get ugly
My b*tch got her own money
She can't f*ck with no love me
Baby lemme ask you something
"Is you gon' f*ck with me, Rice, know our sonny?"
My b*tch a GoFundMe
So don't talk unless you wanna go fund me

[Verse 3: Seiji Oda and Lil Ricefield
My b*tch thick as hell, no BBL
Yeah I'll beat that thang up, but I'll treat you well
I'm finna make a cologne from her coochie smell
I give her real meat, no Taco Bell
My b*tch love to undress, but she a fashionista
I think the most distinct test is when I swipe her visa
You ain't a b*tch, you my b*tch, Queen Latifah
She always eat if I'm around, I'm a f*cking pizza
Yeah my b*tch got a lot of cake
Come sit up on my face, I'm tryna suffocate
Me, you, and the bank, that's a double date
Baby give me good brains, she's got a lovely face
Anything you can do my b*tch can do better
She love swinging round my pole but I don't like to be tender
I took my b*tch to the beach, but my beach was much wetter
I need a b*tch who finna suck me forever
[Outro: Seiji Oda]
I need a b*tch
b*tch
I need a b*tch
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
Bi-bi-bi-bi
b*tch