She Love Gangsta's Lyrics - Loved By Few, Hated By Many - Lil' Keke

Okay... she love gangsters 

Okay... she love gangsters 

{verse one} 

First class 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 suckers 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 nigga 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 

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{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} 

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{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 sexy 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 killed the scene {killed 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 niggas, true g's dat call shots 

I made major moves wen all dem suckers 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 shit 

{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}