I Don’t Love You

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Dirty] Ok Big pimp put the hoes on the scroll But the low got the good dope smelling like cinnamon Reel 'em in thru the back door, where the lat go Two thick black hoes, tryna get 'em in Tryna find a hotel where we can hit 'em in, and if them bitches ain't fuckin' then forget 'em then Could've been the best night it should've been If one of them bitches wasn't trippin then it would've been Took her in, the backroom with the jin, got her drunk, now I'm finna hit her friend Hit hеr friend, then I nutted on hеr chin, now they lickin' eachother, that's how it's supposed to been Now it's close to 10 in the morning, I got somewhere I 'pposed to been I 'pposed to been But she's my number one fan so I sign her a poster then Then I asked her friend, do she want an autograph? She said nah, she don't listen to that party rap 36 years old workin' body tap I got 36 hoes that I gotta trap So I head to the front door With my car keys and a fat blunt roll 2 hoes in the bed with they cunt swole Man I beat 'em hoes good like a Congo Now they got a nigga who don't wanna go 'Cause I love me some lesbians Them hoes don't want no dough She needed gas money so I gave her 10 She looked at me then, then said the girl that I thought was her friend Was really her daughter Then she asked when imma fuck her again [Hook: T-Rock] I tell 'em "Bitch, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I tell 'em "Hoe, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I'm smoking now, blowin' up, drinkin' good, that's what's up I'm smoking now, blowin' up, drinkin' good, that's what's up "Bitch, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I tell 'em "Hoe, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I'm smoking now, going up, drinkin' good, that's what's up I'm smoking now, going up, drinkin' good, that's what's up [Verse 2: T-Rock] Is it love or lust? It's so hard for me to tell the difference She know how to keep it pimpin' and plus she independent I don't care what she do with him 'cause she give me the business When we get done it feel like full body physical fitness Real talk, I'm the man of your dreams Now that's off, as a tangerine Tell a nigga how you want it baby, get your request and Imma beat it like a tambourine Ain't no other way to put it, she got the body of a Goddess, the face of an angel with a halo It's a lot of variety of things I want to do to you and if you want me to then baby say so Picture me and you behind a campfire feelin' hella freaky baby you about to take yo thong off This will probably be the only time in life where I can say I'm looking forward to getting my head blown off Shawty used to minute man Imma 24/7 type nigga never go soft Climax when I'm in it then Don't stop till you I feel like you've really been broke off I don't like to expose my business So I never do talk in jail I'm a beast in-between your shit You a freak in the bed with an alpha male Fuck his cryin', tell him he can keep the crib and out berretta Lemme you for a night, put dick in ya life when master pleasure ya I tell 'em "Bitch, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I tell 'em "Hoe, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I'm smoking now, blowin' up, drinkin' good, that's what's up I'm smoking now, blowin' up, drinkin' good, that's what's up "Bitch, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I tell 'em "Hoe, I don't love you, I just wanna fuck you" I'm smoking now, going up, drinkin' good, that's what's up I'm smoking now, going up, drinkin' good, that's what's up That's what's up (echo to fade)
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- T-Rock
- Big Pimp