Lil Keke - She Love Gangsta's lyrics

Okay...she love gangsters Okay...she love gangsters {verse one} First cla** flights {flights}, 6 star nights {nights} Im the man, the king, the gangster of ya life Picture dis convertible coupe doors and rollin hard Brand new gucci bag wit a wallet full of credit cards Hustlers cash out, reload and come back We weathered ever storm s**ers couldnt replace dat But when you rollin wit ke you wit a g I let dem haters do whatever dey can i do me She love her a gangster the swag and all She say n***a im ridin witcha if you rise or fall My game spectacular its off the charts Its just dat gangster profile dat done captured her heart {hook} Come on, she love her a gangster The way i hustle and shine im bout my grind all the time I swear dat she love her a gangster Aint nuthin other den me wen you a g dats how it be She tell me dat she love her a gangster Who handle business fareal im bout my?? in the field And now she say she love her a gangster Aint nothin better den dat im bout my?? so holla back She love her a gangster {gangster} {verse two} I let her roll with a crook, im dressed in all black Homie dats dat gangster look, she sittin shot gun strapped Its a beautiful ride, so s**y and cool wat a hell of a drive Such a true vet im still a bad actor She listen to me when i talk the respect factor Big body coupe {coupe}, champayne range {range} Here go a stack for the prada boots keep the change The sweet presidental, top floor, trump tower Come catch the money train its leavin in like a hour We so fresh, we k**ed the scene {k**ed the scene} You wit a boss come be a queen if you know wat i mean Loose your other man, dat non sense thru You wit a real g please dont compare the two Do wat you want to do, be wat you want to be Im so gangster i guess dats why she love me {hook} Come on, she love her a gangster The way i hustle and shine im bout my grind all the time I swear dat she love her a gangster Aint nuthin other den me wen you a g dats how it be She tell me dat she love her a gangster Who handle business fareal im bout my?? in the field And now she say she love her a gangster Aint nothin better den dat im bout my?? so holla back She love her a gangster {gangster} {verse three} Fire it up, fire it up I know the hot spots She love gangster n***as, true g's dat call shots I made major moves wen all dem s**ers failed I keep her stress free low key protected well Dis here is thug life dis here is a hustlers story No matter time or place baby keep it gangster for me Its all hood {hood}, we so paid {paid} She break me off on the highway ridin escalades Smokin top grade, belvadere shots 6 hundred v12 ridin on dem crome dots Dem haters still talk but she dont quit I aint my fault dat dis girl like gangster sh** {hook} Come on, she love her a gangster The way i hustle and shine im bout my grind all the time I swear dat she love her a gangster Aint nuthin other den me wen you a g dats how it be She tell me dat she love her a gangster Who handle business fareal im bout my?? in the field And now she say she love her a gangster Aint nothin better den dat im bout my?? so holla back She love her a gangster {gangster}