É Putaria naquele pique Vamos começar do jeito certo Iaeee Libardi (E o brabo tem nome) ta-ra-rá Putaria sem Limite I Love You Iaeee Libardi First they tell you that they love you Then they ask where you coming from Like you the only one feeling how you feeling Then you lie just to make it sound appealing To him and her and even the family That you keep close, just to blow the steam like Stanley You the one that have to plunge in the back Praying people in the front don't figure where you at I get that, used to pray for the feeling, now I miss that I was stuck for a while, I'll admit it The same damn thing, did you feel it man, I get it but I'm past that now, I sip this crown now I mix no sprite Only sip brown when I'm cooling with my niggas So bitch go figure, its that kind of night, alright? I love you, I hate you, I fuck you, Well fuck you Maybe if I had some diamond rings and nicer things And wider cream, and smaller dreams, the simple things It would have brought money more quickly Maybe they get the picture But even then still snapping for my niggas So I'm always on the phone tryna make sense of figures Cause the nigga that got that never been the one to spend it Iae Libardi You get it? Neither do I The thought suicide for the money We just call it being hungry nowadays Every nigga getting paid, just a couple getting laid If the chest fall right and the dick alright Can I stay all night? I can lie pretty well Cause you posting all of my songs Knowing pussy gonna sell I love you, the things that cross my mind While I'm by myself I hate you, these things go through my mind While I'm by myself I fuck you, these things run through my mind While I'm by myself Well fuck you, it's always on my mind Think I need some help I love you