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FIRST L Video (MV)




Performed By: GVO CJ
Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Christian Jones
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GVO CJ - FIRST L Lyrics
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Let me see if she, if she really meant for Mr. V-O
Let me see if she meant for me
My first love
Let me see if you meant for me, baby
Long as you need Ceej, what you gon' get, boy
Real VO nigga, gettin' to the money fast, not slow, nigga
But I know how them slow figures feel, stack it up for another day
I'm just on a flight, nigga, but I'm still on a paper chase
On the I, tryna get to my bae
I wonder if she really my bae
But I'll find that out on a later date
For the first date, she wanna go get some ice cream
I just wanna make her scream my name
I gotta slow down, that's that lust, uh
But the way she lookin' at me, I wanna bust
Pull it out and put it on her face
I can't cuss, I think I wanna call her bae
I'm on the cusp of a new inspiration
To another song, take her out on vacations
My first love, this can't be my situation
My first hug, them hoes, they be hatin
I don't even remember my first kiss
Sorry if you heard that, bae, that's not a diss, uh
I ain't even been drinkin' Trish
I don't even know a bitch name, Trisha, no
I'm tired of these hoes like I'm Michelin on the road
And I'ma land in another state, oh, uh uh
Tryna find another way to go and get some cake, uh
Bad bitch, hit my phone, say she got some cake, uh
She ain't talkin' bout no Anna Mae
She talkin' bout that shit that's right below the waist, I love her figure
She lookin' like she pushin' P
She tryna f*ck with me, I'm in her bed, she pushin' me, uh
Told me to lay down
Told her I'm a real nigga so she gon' have to stay down, uh
Stay down for me, stay down for the V
Watch how I get clean for you
Take you out the country
Pick somewhere to go
When you with the VO
Aye, where the next trip at? I don't know
I'm just still lookin' for her soul
My first L-O-V-E, where you at, baby
Can you come find me
Yeah, I'm with the Navy
Cross these waters, I just got the sticks, I'm with my baby
But I can't be talkin' bout that
Because I'm lookin' for my first love
I don't want her thinkin' that I'm crazy
I don't even want her thinkin' that I want another baby
So that's why I say I'ma pull out and put it her on her face
And I might go and give her some blue faces
What you wanna drink tonight?
Baby say she wanna just get wasted
She tryna taste it
I don't even gotta take her to Macy's
When she f*ck with me, she tryna buy me another PlayStation
I can't play with her, with my Xbox
No, I can't make it out
Why these bitches tryna f*ck with me, I made it out
The South
Real Florida, boy
I love my hoes, I'm heartless, oh, damn, boy
I'm real heartless, got damn, little boy
I'm real heartless, got damn, Ceej, boy
But I'm still lookin' for my first love
I don't even remember my first f*ckin' hug
I don't even remember my first time smokin' on these drugs
But I'm still thinkin' about her love
When I'm in the studio, I had to hit the shoulder shrug
I don't know, baby, where's your love
Mr. VO, yeah, I think I need a hug
F*ck a first love gang
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English

Let me see if she, if she really meant for Mr. V-O
Let me see if she meant for me
My first love
Let me see if you meant for me, baby
Long as you need Ceej, what you gon' get, boy
Real VO nigga, gettin' to the money fast, not slow, nigga
But I know how them slow figures feel, stack it up for another day
I'm just on a flight, nigga, but I'm still on a paper chase
On the I, tryna get to my bae
I wonder if she really my bae
But I'll find that out on a later date
For the first date, she wanna go get some ice cream
I just wanna make her scream my name
I gotta slow down, that's that lust, uh
But the way she lookin' at me, I wanna bust
Pull it out and put it on her face
I can't cuss, I think I wanna call her bae
I'm on the cusp of a new inspiration
To another song, take her out on vacations
My first love, this can't be my situation
My first hug, them hoes, they be hatin
I don't even remember my first kiss
Sorry if you heard that, bae, that's not a diss, uh
I ain't even been drinkin' Trish
I don't even know a bitch name, Trisha, no
I'm tired of these hoes like I'm Michelin on the road
And I'ma land in another state, oh, uh uh
Tryna find another way to go and get some cake, uh
Bad bitch, hit my phone, say she got some cake, uh
She ain't talkin' bout no Anna Mae
She talkin' bout that shit that's right below the waist, I love her figure
She lookin' like she pushin' P
She tryna f*ck with me, I'm in her bed, she pushin' me, uh
Told me to lay down
Told her I'm a real nigga so she gon' have to stay down, uh
Stay down for me, stay down for the V
Watch how I get clean for you
Take you out the country
Pick somewhere to go
When you with the VO
Aye, where the next trip at? I don't know
I'm just still lookin' for her soul
My first L-O-V-E, where you at, baby
Can you come find me
Yeah, I'm with the Navy
Cross these waters, I just got the sticks, I'm with my baby
But I can't be talkin' bout that
Because I'm lookin' for my first love
I don't want her thinkin' that I'm crazy
I don't even want her thinkin' that I want another baby
So that's why I say I'ma pull out and put it her on her face
And I might go and give her some blue faces
What you wanna drink tonight?
Baby say she wanna just get wasted
She tryna taste it
I don't even gotta take her to Macy's
When she f*ck with me, she tryna buy me another PlayStation
I can't play with her, with my Xbox
No, I can't make it out
Why these bitches tryna f*ck with me, I made it out
The South
Real Florida, boy
I love my hoes, I'm heartless, oh, damn, boy
I'm real heartless, got damn, little boy
I'm real heartless, got damn, Ceej, boy
But I'm still lookin' for my first love
I don't even remember my first f*ckin' hug
I don't even remember my first time smokin' on these drugs
But I'm still thinkin' about her love
When I'm in the studio, I had to hit the shoulder shrug
I don't know, baby, where's your love
Mr. VO, yeah, I think I need a hug
F*ck a first love gang
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Writer: Christian Jones
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