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jack (nl) - no love in the streets lyrics

[hook: jack]
i need to make me some money
cause there is no love in the streets
cause there is no love in the street
there is no love in the streets
that b-tch is cappin’ if she thinks i need her
if she think i need her
(andere weg, andere weg?)

[verse 1: m huncho]
this b-tch is cappin’ if she thinks i need her
i do not need her
baby i’m buying and selling this reefa
and the money chase he can never just come in between us
i give my all to the streets
got nothing back in return
i done some work on my feet
f-ck everybody there is no one to please
f-ck everybody that roll on the set
stuck in a line for a always (repairment?)
stuck in a place where i’m full of resemblance
and there will be various people in line
asking myself for a couple of checks
sometimes i think i shall roll with a vest
and sometimes i wonder if i p-ss a test
so i can give it a rest
i just got so much to say
i don’t have no one to say to
imma just keep it inside
i can lie, but my eyes they never lie
wrote my path before i knew that i could write
.. i could write
.. i could write

[hook: jack] x2
i need to make me some money
cause there is no love in the streets
cause there is no love in the street
there is no love in the streets
that b-tch is cappin’ if she thinks i need her
if she think i need her
(andere weg, andere weg?)
i need to make me some money
cause there is no love in the streets
cause there is no love in the street
there is no love in the streets
that b-tch is cappin’ if she thinks i need her
if she think i need her
(andere weg, andere weg?)

[verse 2: jack]
watch me turn my dreams to reality
vul mijn glas, vul mijn glas met hennesy
ik heb 20 doezoe voor een enemy
ik heb 20 doezoe voor een enemy
in de club en we bestellen die trein
gucci jacka, die verbergt de pijn
balenciaga’s verschillende kleuren
ik heb die baddies, ze blijven maar zeuren
geen steve-o, maar je b-tch die geeft jack -ss
trapjack, want we branden rubber op die wegdek
maar ik ben de weg zat
die loubous, die chanel, die gucci, die louis, die prada
die maken dr klets nat
die maken dr

gooi een doezoe in didato
nu wil ze met me naar monaco
mijn ogen rood door die gelato
mijn ogen rood door die gelato
(je kan wel in zee ??)
ik ben op cash, je b-tch die gaat mee
mijn cirkel is klein, net dvd
we getting paid

- jack nl lyrics

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