第1个回答 2020-07-12
[tyra]
kobe,
how
many
girls
have
said
"i
love
you?"
not
like
'i
love
you
kobe!'
like
a
fan
but
like,
for
real,
like,
baby,
marry
me
i
love
you
[kobe]
you're
sweet
once
again
(once
again)
flawless
(flawless)
c'mon
right
uh,
uh
huh
yo,
yo,
it's
like
this
uh,
what
i
live
for?
basketball,
beats
and
broads
>from
italy
to
the
us,
yes,
it's
raw
i'ma
search
for
the
one
that
make
my
wealth
feel
poor
who
can
ignore
the
spotlight
life
of
grandma
my
downfall
is
how
i
found
the
aura,
so
i
searched
in
there's
plenty
of
women
with
sex
appeal
when
it's
filled
can
even
complete
the
package,
all
i
date
is
actresses
can
play
it
safe
with
them,
my
money
ain't
bait
but
i
must
take
risks
to
find
a
honey
that's
legit
whether
she
push
a
buck
and
a
six,
bumpin'
some
mad
chips
out
on
her
own,
or
live
out
of
moms
and
pop's
home
watch
time,
fashion,
adidas
attire
or
timbo's
i
don't
know,
yo,
these
women
come
and
go
like
the
wind
they
blow,
how
do
i
know
it's
you
for
sure?
when
god
talk
to
me,
give
me
a
signal
but
until
then,
all
my
ears
hear,
just
let
me
flow
c'mon
1-
[tyra
banks]
k-o-b-e,
i
l-o-v-e
you
i
believe
you
are
very
fine
if
you
give
me
one
chance,
i
promise
to
love
you
and
be
with
you
forever
more
k-o-b-e,
i
l-o-v-e
you
i
believe
you
are
very
fine
if
you
give
me
one
chance,
i
promise
to
love
you
and
be
with
you
forever
more
[kobe]
check
this
out
though
real
love
last,
now
do
you
love
me
or
my
cash?
my
name,
fame,
drop
top,
benz
or
the
wooden
dash?
you
know
my
stash,
from
georgie
cash
platinum,
us
express,
no
paper
cash
spend
it
all
now,
or
kiss
to
be
rich
cash
hash,
stocks
and
bonds,
laugh
when
they
crash
are
you
the
type
that
brag
the
jewels
you
flash
the
type-type
with
your
ex-man
and
push
his
jag
the
type
that
love
no
scrubs
or
pigeons
and
got
mad
the
type
that
can't
stand
a
women
with
her
own
cash
you
know,
like
lime,
claim
she
ain't
rat
the
type
that
get
loud
in
public,
refrain
my
hand
from
a
slap
no
time
for
y'all,
too
busy
for
y'all
plenty
of
dimes
turn
me
on
and
turn
me
off
tryin'
to
show
off
get
lost,
grow
up,
real
women,
roll
up
let
yourself
go,
if
you
feel
this,
let
me
know
c'mon
repeat
1
[tyra]
[kobe]
k-o-b-e,
i
l-o-v-e
you
bounce
wit'
me,
bounce
wit'
me
k-o-b-e,
i
l-o-v-e
you
right,
right,
uh,
uh,
uh
[kobe]
think
ya
eyein'
me,
all
along,
i'm
eyein'
you
the
hunter
becomes
the
hunted,
girl,
i'm
preying
on
you
beautiful,
the
feelings
we
share
are
mutual
passion
that's
telling
me
so
for
us
is
suitable
un-controllable
desire
flows
through
me
when
you
say
my
name,
such
lust
in
your
slang
no
time
for
games,
the
games
i
play,
all
the
same
can't
get
witcha,
when
the
door
hitcha,
when
the
lord
splitcha
i
figure,
hour-glass
figures
could
be
dangerous
cuz
if
your
time
runs
out,
they
frame
you
for
your
clout
and
having
a
past,
well,
i
stereotype
glass
all
dimes
ain't
money,
ass,
and
feignin'
for
a
brother's
cash
slash
fame,
slash
power,
slash
repsect
all
of
the
above,
makes
me
a
supreme
threat
for
scrubs
love
but
do
you
want?
one
more
'gain,
let
me
know
the
words
flow,
from
the
bottom
of
your
soul
c'mon
repeat
1
to
fade
[kobe]
it's
like
that
right
kb
tb
flawless
like
that,
spit
it
out