"Break Up" lyrics
"Break Up"
(feat. Mario & Sean Garrett)
Bangladesh
I love you, but I don't think I can love you anymore
When I kiss you so good (Mario)
Why would you wanna break up? (Gucci, Gucci!)
When this loving is so good
Why would you wanna break up? (Sean Garrett the Pen)
If I hit that so good
Why would you wanna break up? (Gucci)
If this feeling is so good
Why would you wanna break up? (We goin' in, oh)
Lovin' you, lovin' you, lovin' you
When I'm, when I'm lovin' you, lovin' you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
Now baby girl done dumped me, she no longer wants me
I'm no longer hired, she said that I been fired
On to the next one, more fish in the sea
Girls are like buses, miss one, next fifteen, one comin' (Huh)
Gucci Mane crazy and his ice game stuntin' (Burr)
Swag so stupid but the bitch straight dumped me
Over, no more smoking doja
Baby girl went AWOL, she used to be my soldier
(Don't) Don't I lace you with the Gucci?
(Don't) Don't I deck you in the Louie?
(Don't) Don't I make your earlobe freeze?
(Don't) Don't when I dive, I dive deep?
I know I be (Gone) I know I be (Gone)
I know I be (Flirtin' with them girls)
I know I be (Said I be right back, but take too long)
I know I be (Sayin' I be faithful, but I don't)
I know I be makin' you them promises, then breakin' your heart again
Tellin' you she wasn't who she was then we arguin'
But baby, I love you (Oh)
Lovin' you, lovin' you, lovin' you
When I'm, when I'm lovin' you, lovin' you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
Lovin' you, lovin' you, lovin' you
When I'm, when I'm lovin' you, lovin' you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
You might be from the hood but to me (You're a model)
Everything that I had ever seen (In a model)
If you leavin', baby, don't leave me ('Til tomorrow)
Tonight, we gon' get a little tipsy (With a bottle)
You gon' get me up, I'm gon' take 'em down
I'ma change my ways, we gon' work it out
Girl, I wouldn't be the same if you was with somebody else
Girl, it wouldn't be the same if I was with somebody else
I know I made mistakes before
Promise you won't get hurt no more
I got what you like and you know
Once you lay down, it's on
Lovin' you, lovin' you, lovin' you
When I'm, when I'm lovin' you, lovin' you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
Lovin' you, lovin' you, lovin' you
When I'm, when I'm lovin' you, lovin' you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood (Gucci)
Why would you wanna break up? (Gucci)
Why you wanna leave me? You should wanna tease me
Being icy ain't easy (Burr), I make it look easy (Burr)
Used to cop you Bally (Gucci), let you rock Louie (Gucci)
Now it's fuck shawty (Shawty) I don't like Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, oh)
Writer(s): 0, George Clinton Jr., Ronald Dunbar, William Earl Collins, Gregory E. Jacobs, Donnie Ray Sterling, Donna Lynn Clinton, Walter B. Morrison Jr.
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- Gucci Mane Lyrics
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