blocboy jb - don't love ya lyrics
[intro]
yeah
got my n-gga mud in this ho man
he gon’ spit some sh-t to y’all -ss
i don’t even gotta do no talkin’, ya heard me
but like what’s wrong with these hoes man?
what the f-ck, is these hoes crazy or somethin’ man?
no need to get caught with a fee, for real man
we ain’t playin’ no games man, i need this change
you dig what i’m sayin’?
hah
[chorus]
i gave you a kiss, you wasn’t my b-tch, so no i don’t love you
freaky lil b-tch, she eat the d-ck when she want to cuddle
i just want to f-ck you, you know i don’t love you
scr-ping -ss b-tch, go get you a job and work you a double
i gave you a kiss, you wasn’t my b-tch, so no i don’t love you
freaky lil b-tch, she eat the d-ck when she want to cuddle
i just want to f-ck you, you know i don’t love you
scr-ping -ss b-tch, go get you a job and work you a double
[verse]
hah, hah
rosetta, i know your -ss know better
i f-cked her first night, get you a life and just do better
i’m shootin’ at whoever, just let ’em pull up (skrrt)
i’m done f-ckin’ with you, why the f-ck you bother me for? (b-tch)
tell the truth, how a n-gga used to f-ck in your house
you ain’t like me but i bet you liked this d-ck in your mouth
duck b-tch first week, gave me one-fifty bucks (cash)
you was good if you think i wasn’t gon’ get mine up
it’s aob, i’m a p, all i wanted was some -ss
paid that broke roll with the b, done finessed her out her cash
social media b-tch, she tried to put your boy on blast
i could’ve hit you in the face but that’s a dv for my -ss (that’s on my mama)
[chorus]
i gave you a kiss, you wasn’t my b-tch, so no i don’t love you
freaky lil b-tch, she eat the d-ck when she want to cuddle
i just want to f-ck you, you know i don’t love you
scr-ping -ss b-tch, go get you a job and work you a double
i gave you a kiss, you wasn’t my b-tch, so no i don’t love you
freaky lil b-tch, she eat the d-ck when she want to cuddle
i just want to f-ck you, you know i don’t love you
scr-ping -ss b-tch, go get you a job and work you a double
[interlude]
ayy man, say man, today the day man
make mud checkin’ these n-ggas b-tch man
if a b-tch don’t get right a b-tch gon’ get left, you dig what i’m sayin’?
player from the himalaya
i’ma finesse a ho for they life
call me four finger finesser, you dig
i’m out this b-tch
[outro]
lil b-tch, get you some money
lil b-tch, can’t take sh-t from me
lil b-tch, strapped like the army
lil b-tch, man
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