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sara kashani – no love lyrics

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you entertainin’ different women every day
tell me how it would feel if i went and did the same
sent kissy faces to a hoe who don’t even know your name
you chose the lifestyle over love and i can’t even blame

when you’re feelin’ lonely please leave me alone
you ain’t never watched the notebook and it really shows
rotate your b-tches like a blunt, puff n p-ss that hoe

[bridge]
ya sippin’ on dirty, you did me dirty
you went and f-cked another lame and called it flirting
you called her crazy, said she was a fan
but i don’t think a fan would go around and call you her man, no

[chorus]
boys be lying to us so much, boys be lying to us so much
they can’t really show us no love, they can’t really show us no love
no love, no love, no love, no

[verse 2]
expectations at a f-ckin’ all time low
ain’t sh-t a man could do for me i’m on my own
had to grind on my own, this sh-t is so low, i’m in my zone
what i want i could own, this dream i could cop, i don’t need your dough
when i make it big, you can come thru, pull up to my show
i am way up high, while you stay low
hollywood’s the dream, but i won’t sell my soul

[bridge]
ya sippin’ on dirty, you did me dirty
postin’ pics to make me jealous, i ain’t worried
cause i ain’t crazy, and b-tch i’m no fan
i know you wish you didn’t f-ck up so i could call you my man, no

[chorus]
boys be lying to us so much, boys be lying to us so much
they can’t really show us no love, they can’t really show us no love
no love, no love, no love, no

[verse 3]
this sh-t got me in my feels and you don’t know
how it felt, feelin’ all alone
you were stuntin’ at the club, while i was home
how’s it feel? now you all alone
tripped over my past, get ya laces tied
i ain’t got time, for little boys
go to your mama cry, and say goodbye
i tried i tried, but you ain’t that guy

[bridge]
ya sippin’ on dirty, you did me dirty
postin’ pics to make me jealous, i ain’t worried
cause i ain’t crazy, and b-tch i’m no fan
i know you wish you didn’t f-ck up so i could call you my man, no

[chorus]
boys be lying to us so much, boys be lying to us so much
they can’t really show us no love, they can’t really show us no love
no love, no love, no love, no