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Jazz Cartier - Need Love lyrics

Artist: Jazz Cartier

album: The Fleur Print (Vol. 2)


Yeah
(Niggas need)
(Niggas need)
Uh
You wanna get high, we got drugs too
Bring your girlfriend, I got a plus two
It's getting cold out, I'm tryna come through
You know niggas need, niggas need love too
You wanna get high, we got drugs too
Bring your girlfriend, I got a plus two
It's getting cold out, I'm tryna come through
You know niggas need, niggas need love too
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
I got a ghetto Cinderella tryna tip toe
She wanna roll around town in a Benzo
You know the hoes that never holla when the ends low
But when they see a nigga ball, they want some info
Ladies shakin' ass, I don't mind it
Whatever you sell, I'ma buy it
Niggas cap all day, they be lyin'
Just like Robyn, shine like a diamond
I done lost my mind, help me find it
Still in love, your ex got you blinded
Way too poor for a nigga like me
Yeah, way too poor for a nigga
Yeah, I see you outside tryna come alive
Only poke your head out when it's summertime
You talk about a nigga hoes, you ain't one of mine
You only hit a nigga phone when you wanna vibe
I keep a playa 'cause my daddy was a dope man
I'm tryna see the way you move, slow motion
Heart frozen, showin' no emotion
And when the drugs hit, she don't wanna slow dance
You wanna get high, we got drugs too
Bring your girlfriend, I got a plus two
It's getting cold out, I'm tryna come through
You know niggas need, niggas need love too
You wanna get high, we got drugs too
Bring your girlfriend, I got a plus two
It's getting cold out, I'm tryna come through
You know niggas need, niggas need love too
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Let's play ring around the Rolls
You can bring tulips, I'ma bring a rose
I'm a dark skin nigga love diamonds and gold
So please tell me something that I don't
Fallin', fallin', crashin'
My baby like art and fashion
Gun finger when she be clashin'
Titties out like Janet Jackson
I'm a sixth side nigga so you know the drill
Always keep it 100 so you know it's real
And I still got my city on my shoulder still
If I die I'm a legend, word to Soulja Slim, yeah
If I pull up on, baby that's presto
So fly I don't follow no dress code
I'm a dog and my crib like a PetCo
Girl you knew what it was from the get-go
You wanna get high, we got drugs too
Bring your girlfriend, I got a plus two
It's getting cold out, I'm tryna come through
You know niggas need, niggas need love too
You wanna get high, we got drugs too
Bring your girlfriend, I got a plus two
It's getting cold out, I'm tryna come through
You know niggas need, niggas need love too
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing
Get up off your ass, start dancing

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