Love No b*tch lyrics

by

Warren G


(*talking*)
Huh, I guess these b*tches thought they couldn't get it either
sh*t, they get it worse then a n*gga
Thought I forgot about everything huh, ain't sh*t changed
Still a as*h*le By Nature, get on now b*tch

[Trae]
I guess you thought that you was home free, with that sh*t that you did
Motherf*ck your feelings, plus your b*tch ass ain't just like a kid
Now I could recall way back in the gap, they told me I wasn't nothing
Look at me now, when I pass your ass on 24's that I'm strutting
I guess I came to my conclusion, n*ggas and b*tches be the same
All you motherf*ckers ain't sh*t, they ride your di*k to get your change
Only change you get from Trae, is how I'm treating your ass
Don't hit my phone, better call that n*gga who be beating your ass
And by the way, I really love the way that you try to hop fly
b*tch I don't smoke, but if I did you'd prolly be blowing my high
So catch this middle finger, and put that b*tch somewhere you don't want it
I'm worth a mill at the least b*tch, I know you hate that you don't it
But now I'm laughing at your b*tch ass, cause you know that you gone
I know the sh*t that hurt the worst, is that you know that you gone
And that's a damn shame, and I bet you wish that I would take it the worse
But dig these blues, your trash ass just worked one verse

[Hook - 4x]
All that I know, is I really don't love no b*tch
[Yung Redd]
You know what it is, you know how I live
It's no other way, but G
Shorty I'm so street, like the concrete under your feet
When I was broke, it was hard to see yourself with me
Listen, this time I got the upper hand
Black on black 7-60, low pro rubberbands
Understand, for them athletes I play the back seat
You love them n*ggas on your TV, but that's me
Overtime, all them hoes I charm
Came back with hopes, that I had open arms
But naw not at all, Yung Redd got it all
And the last thing, I need is a broad
I'm so large, I'ma tell you like a n*gga told me
P-I-M-P, is what a b*tch show me
Ay I'm paying my dues, you paying a tuition
But my hoes playing they position, I'm pimping

[Trae]
You can quit, calling my phone
You can quit, calling my phone
You can quit, calling my phone
Cause, I don't love no b*tch - 2x

[Hook - 4x]
[Trae]
You can quit, calling my phone
You can quit, calling my phone
You can quit, calling my phone
Cause I don't love no b*tch - 2x
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