J.I. - Love Story Lyrics

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 J.I. - Love Story Lyrics


I know this shawty from Canarsie

She has a baby boy and he sings all my lyrics from his car seat

If only New York City had a couple palm trees

My chain hangs low but it don't ever hit the concrete


Tell me all your secrets and I'll keep it for you

Don't feel a way cause you got other females sleeping on you

Look at that body you got different niggas creeping on you

I get so high I feel surprised when niggas tweaking on me


I got under cover love for my shawty

In the streets I'm a under cover thug for my shawty

Got me sober I ain't taking no more drugs cause they corny

I was cold hearted till I fell in love with this shawty


If I gotta run a mile for you to walk with me

Then I shouldn't run my lips for you to talk to me

If life's a movie and it's fast can you pause it for me

These different substances inside me feel like poison to me


I got designer clothes in my closet

I could show you all the different presidents inside my wallet

Every time you drinking liquor baby you start wilding

Put my pride to the side and then I started mobbin


My chains hang low but they don't wobble to the floor

I had a different girl in London with me I couldn't pick up when you called

European flights you should let me show you what's in store

When I flew her out to Amsterdam she let me hit it raw


I got under cover love for my shawty

In the streets I'm a under cover thug for my shawty

Got me sober I ain't taking no more drugs cause they corny

I was cold hearted till I fell in love with this shawty


I got under cover love for my shawty

In the streets I'm a under cover thug for my shawty

Got me sober I ain't taking no more drugs cause they corny

I was cold hearted till I fell in love with this shawty

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