Lil Durk – India, Pt. II Lyrics

India, Pt. II

Lil Durk

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"India, Pt. II." - Lil Durk

Thursday, 17 September 2026, 02:03 pm

Album: Signed to the Streets 3

Track No: 10

Big B

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Shawty, I love you, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Shawty, I love you, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, you know you got it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, you know you nasty
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, she call me daddy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, she knows she got it

Shawty squeeze in them jeans
Touch her knees, make her scream
I sip lean, I sip lean
Gucci sneaks, shopping sprees
Shawty, she my cup of tea
Please, don't give up on me
Lord, got me shopping rings, so cool
And I think you know
What you doing to my mind and my soul

I popped a lot of pills, I freak you like I will
She ain't let me miss no meal
My feelings in it for real
For real, for real, for real, for real
For real, for real, for real, for real, yeah

Girl, I'm so for real, the first time was a hell of a night
I'ma spoil you for whatever, have whatever you like (hahaha)
I say I won't fall in love, but I was never so right
I seen you fall in love with goofys, I was never yo' type
I told my mom, you a make a hell of a wife
I know they mad we live a hell of a life

Trust issues, so confused
It's me and you, fuck the rules
I wanna suck your toes, baby, take off your shoes yeah)
They say I'm nasty 'cause I wanna lick your ass cheek
This yo' last chance, hit that handstand, make that ass dance
Who yo man is? Off that Xanax, have some dry sex (yeah)
Durkio!
All in your hoe
Durkio!
All in your hoe

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Shawty, I love you, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Shawty, I love you, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, you know you got it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, you know you nasty
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, she call me daddy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, she knows she got it

Nobody understands why we love each other the way we do
But it ain't for them to understand
We not out here tryna be relationship goals
This real, we 'on't care about none of that internet stuff
We don't care about none of that shade
People seem to always shade what they wish they had
We make each other happy
We keeping around whatever makes us happy
And why it makes us happy is our business

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Shawty, I love you, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Shawty, I love you, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, you know you got it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, you know you nasty
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, she call me daddy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, she knows she got it

Writer(s): India Royale, Chopsquad DJ, TM88, Lil Durk.

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