WhoHeem – Lets Link (Lyrics)

WhoHeem – Lets Link (Lyrics)
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➥ Lyrics:

Yeah
Huh
Baby
I like you
I don’t give a fuck ’bout your boyfriend

[Chorus]
I like you, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your boyfriend
Come on, let’s link, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands
Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands
Come on, let’s link, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands
Come on with Heem, come on with Heem
Come on, let’s link, come on, let’s link
I like you, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your boyfriend
Come on, let’s link, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands

[Verse]
Prada baby, she a flocker
Don’t let any n*gga hit, so they call her a bopper
Can’t no bitch top her
She got a squabble like a n*gga, yeah, she get it from hеr father
Sex in the City girls
Nails donе, lemon braids, they’re so pretty, girl, ah
She don’t be in any world
Wrong shoe, wrong fit, no Cinderella, girl
Car basic
Bro big mad it’s not him that she chasin’
Two weeks, he couldn’t find a replacement
He done lost a good bitch, downgraded to a basic
Lane switch
Bitch is lucky, call her sour folk ’cause she change
‘Cause she don’t care
Sold her n*gga, won’t offer it up, notched up
Turned off her pipe and then she bossed up
On any bitch head who got an issue
Mace a bitch up, tear your drawers, she might spit too
Messy, take your n*gga if she want to
Give him pussy, got him stuck, he said I love you on the first day
You bitches couldn’t see her on her worst day
Fly bitch like first day of school on her birthday
Ooh, she nasty, F-R-E-A-K
Ride dick, bicyc’
Make a n*gga bust in a M-I-N
Oh, that’s what I like, baby, ah
That’s what I like

[Chorus]
I like you, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your boyfriend
Come on, let’s link, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands
I like you, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your boyfriend
Come on, let’s link, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands
Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands
Come on with Heem, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands
Come on with Heem (Ah), come on with Heem (Ah)
Come on, let’s link (Ah), what you tryna do? (Ah)
I like you, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your boyfriend
Come on, let’s link, can’t do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands