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RED CAFE lyrics : "Loaded"

[Intro]
She gotta arch up on that thing
Shorty heeled up

Chanel bagged up

[Hook]

Shorty loaded, loaded, loaded
Shorty fully loaded, loaded, loaded
Shorty got $$#

All the rich ^!$$%s love her
I'm from the PJ's
Wear my J's when I $#&@ her


Shorty loaded, loaded, loaded
Shorty fully loaded, loaded, loaded

Shorty got $$#
All the boss (*##$es love her
She from the PJ's

Wear my J's when I $#&@ her

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]

Shorty got $$#
All the (*##$es want her
Hallelujah, I caught her

All them ballers be on her
I woke up faded
Turned around and blazed

Been like 10 years
Me and this money been datin'
I got cash overload

She got $$# overload
Ciroc by the bucket
Ask, give myself a note

I'mma need my protein
I'm schemin' on her whole team
Her $$# got a purpose

So work it, work it, work it
Man, that booty be on request
She never on recess

She just 'bout that paper
Get it girl, buy no BS
Loaded, loaded, that gas got me on Pluto

That molly got her on Pluto
Her $$# fat, Sumo


[Hook]

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]

Shorty loaded, I @@#! it
Now that's one in the head
She blow, she pop it, she bustin' in the bed

She bustin' in the chair
Bustin' on the stairs
We bustin' everywhere

%#@!, I'm bustin' in her hair
I don't $#&@ with that red dot
If she infrared

Gin is only head shots
I be givin' lead shots
Always got my safety on

Always got her legs locked
She ain't never said stop
Spray me, leave a wet spot

Chop her, break her down
She fall back when I swing that
Hit that, and I hit that

Them guts just what I aim at
Lookin' at a marksman
#~!!@ precision

I knock that mother$#&@er down
Like it was trippin'
My ^!$$%, ^!$$%, ^!$$%

What you think they call me trigger for?
Keep that #~!!@ bustin', baby
$#&@ them other ^!$$%s, hoe

I just ripped you open like a check was in the envelope
I be killin' #~!!@, tell me can I get a witness, yo?

[Hook]


You need a fully loaded (*##$ up in your life
You need a fully loaded (*##$ to be your wife
I need a fully loaded ^!$$% on my team
I need a fully loaded ^!$$% on my team


[Verse 3: Fabolous]
That girl be fully loaded
I keep that thing on safety
That girl be rollin' with him
A ^!$$% travel safely

That girl is so special
Like that 38 be
Them hoes be throwin' shots but shorty catchin' murders lately
Get body bags, body bags
Make sure they Chanel

I told her let me squeeze it
And make sure that it's real
Got a little (*##$, her friend, though
This tall joint, extendo
I tell her blow the cartridge then I slide in that Nintendo
Ain't gon' be no games played

Just game sprayed, she can't stay
I pull back that white sheet
Like ?Oh %#@!, you're a day late?
In my bed, in my head, I'm thinkin' salute her
Her ^!$$% couldn't make her bust
She got with a shooter


[Hook]

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