ฟังเพลงNo Love Shemix (Explicit)

No Love Shemix (Explicit) - Flo Milli/Trina/Maiya The Don/J.K. Mac

Lyrics by：Tamia Monique Carter/Katrina Laverne Taylor/Maiya Early/Jonathan McClarin/Patti LaBelle/Carzell Frost/Reginald Saunders

Composed by：Tamia Monique Carter/Katrina Laverne Taylor/Maiya Early/Jonathan McClarin

Grr run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Run it up

Callin' my **** like hold on

Hold on

She tryna **** sumn

All on my trap phone

Slide if you want to

Way that you talking

You finna leave with yo'

Back blown

He callin' my **** like

Huh

Let me pick it up

Let me get right

Hello

I done went ghost

Now he all alone

Bye

Bet he tryna see

What that P like

I told that nigga

Speak to them greenlights

I can't stop until

I hear a moan

We get together

Don't answer the phone

Put it down

They be trippin'

Like baby we grown

Baby we grown

They sayin' yo' ***** perfect

Hello

You get to spinnin' the block

They hurtin'

Bad a*s *****

You can tell by the waist

Don't hit from the back

I'm pretty in the face

Okay I just been holdin' my weight

And believin'

A ***** tryna eat off my plate

Okay tryna cross me

I'ma give you a taste

He wanna save a ho

Give him a cake

I know these h*es wanna be me

Blue face bands to the bank

I'm a Keke

****tin' on h*es

'Cause I can and it please me

Shakin' my a*s

He ain't know I was freaky

Ooh

Ayy white toes

Malasian on a bundle

He whipped it out

I saw a anaconda

I just wake up and think

About the hundos

I can't go back and forth

With a nigga that's fine

But it ain't no love

In this *****

No love

Hop out with JK

My nigga be poppin' this ****

I always knew I would be rich

I came from the bottom now

I'm at the top of they list

I tell a ho she can dip

Bye

Fly a*s ***** can't copy this drip

He wanna go on a trip

Okay when I hop on it

I hope he can handle this cunt

Callin' my **** like

Let me pick it up

Let me get right get right

Yeah yeah callin'

My **** like

Let me pick it up

Let me get right get right get right

I'm ******* some h*es

No problem

No problem

These all black pumps got

Red at the bottom

Yeah

Yeah I'm from Brooklyn

But I'm good on all hoods

From Fordham to Harlem

Brooklyn

Ain't no competition

I'm lookin' a bum and

You fit the description

Clutch on my wrist

Watch how it glisten

It's time for Maria lux

All on my inches

Bow

Any ***** step to me get stepped on

Stepped on

Seven-figure talk just to

**** with the big Don

Yeah

I pop **** through my big ones

Take a whole salary

Ice out my left arm

Ice ice

Tell a ho Google me

I been that girl

This attention ain't new to me

Shorty subtweetin'

And won't say my name

P***y

Put an at on it since

I don't do ambiguity

******* is boring

Respectfully

I say what I want

And ain't nobody checkin' me

Why would you watch me

From fake pages Huh

Admit it lil' *****

You high-key obsessed with me

Rich ***** status

You know my swag is

Iced out diamonds

Low mein jackets

I'm the biggest

You play me again this

I broke the record for

****tin' on *******