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Luv2luv
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Luv2luv was released on August 7, 2021 by Benjamin Earl Turner as a part of the album Selling Air
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Release DateAugust 7, 2021
LabelBenjamin Earl Turner
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benjamin Turner
Benjamin Turner
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Turner
Benjamin Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daoud
Daoud
Producer
APOB
APOB
Producer

Lyrics

This goes out to my dirty whiners (Dirty whiners)
Yeah, ayy, twist up, twist up, twist up, twist up, alright?
Twist up, twist up, twist up, twist up, alright
Last night I found I love to love you
But that don't change a ting
That don't change a ting
Last night I found I love to love you
But that don't change a ting
That don't change a ting
Man touch you, he gotta be artisan
Angel heart, make it hard to sin
Curve of your word, law, parliament
Tongue crossed like fence, sweet argument
Buttercream, buttercream, let's go in at the waist
Normally with them every word is a waste
I have your ass in a cast like them Slumdog days
Have you out in Florence, I ain't feedin' you grapes
I think fate is a machine and against it we rage
I'm in the sheets of your soul, I should leave you some sage
You now rockin' with the best, mage, I
Made our image in our image God made with the frame
Don't worry I ain't Dorian Gray, more Kerry James
Marshall, I'm a outlaw, you should go keep them safe
'Cause last night I found I love to love you
But that don't change a ting, that don't change a ting
Last night I found I love to love you
But that don't change a ting, that don't change a ting
All this heat that we makin' love (Ooh)
Don't know stop, don't know anyone
Feel like we dun always been together
Atom bomb when we get ripped apart
Buttercream, buttercream, let's go in at the waist
Normally with them every word is a waste
But no kiddin' in the kitten, purr
Hands in one another kitchen, cookin'
This is more than a moment
The love we fell in, an open ocean
In Oakland, at 7 o'clock on the dot
Our lil' block goin' from hot to in heat
The neighbour could knock but we not finna not
Knock boots 'til we sleep, Left Eye in the sheets
Real chill in the skreet, come slide on your boy
Lil' bobsled ting
'Cause last night I found I love to love you
But that don't change a ting, that don't change a ting
Last night I found I love to love you
Dirty whine 'til you pass out
Dirty whine 'til you're drunk off me
Dirty whine 'til you pass out
Dirty whine 'til you're drunk off me
Dirty whine 'til you pass out
Dirty whine 'til you're drunk off me
Dirty whine
Dirty whine 'til you're drunk off me
Dirty whine
Dirty whine 'til you're drunk off me
Written by: Benjamin Turner
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