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Ma, I Don't Love Her

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Ma, I Don't Love Her

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I wanna love you girl

Just wanna love you girl

Please let me love you girl

Just wanna love you girl

c'mon, I wanna love you girl

Just wanna love you girl

Let me love you girl

Let me

When we met I was talkin' that game

Parkin' that thang

Since then between us

A lot of things changed

Now it's like the world got a whole different name

I can't stop chics from sayin' my name

Most of it's lies

If not, don't be surprised

You knew I was ballin' when I met you

But really, I started layin' low just to net you

I'm raw as hell, yet can't deny that you special

These girls can't either

Winter, his and her Vivas

Summer, his and her Louie sneakers

You don't think that bother people

Guess again you even need to check your friends

Sayin' that I cheat, right, maybe with my heat

Got a pearl handled chrome thing that I call Sweets

I greet wit' her, creep wit' her, even eat wit' her

Late nights under my sheets, yeah, I sleep with her but that's it

Ma, I don't love her

Don't listen to her words

She tryin' to split us as lovebirds

But that's not it

Now you see me buyin' her whips and shit

You see me sendin' her on trips and shit

If the answers no don't forget

I don't know

If I don't know I don't know, let's not go that road

I don't know who she is, don't care who told

Look stop flippin', no need to explode

I seen the number in the pager, I don't know that code

In the streets too much, c'mon, that's absurd

Gettin' no complaints when I be flippin' them birds

Your girls just talk 'bout this that and the third

Believe half what you see none of what you heard

You askin' me who's her, I'm askin' who's mink fur

With that rock on her hand makin' their eyes blurred

Could that be you plus who cop every gem

Who spend like I spend, then act like it then

Got the dream home and we settled in it

Our lives too perfect that's why they meddle in it

Now, just chalk it up as just part of the game

You know who I'm about, who got part of my name?

Ma, I don't love her

Don't listen to her words

She tryin' to split us as lovebirds

But that's not it

Now you see me buyin' her whips and shit

You see me sendin' her on trips and shit

If the answers no don't forget

I don't know

Do you love me babe?

You thinkin' of me babe

I bet you'd tell me anything

Just to be with me

Do you love me babe?

You thinkin' of me babe

I bet you'd tell me anything

Just to be with me

I'm not most men my heart truer than theirs

Of course your girls hate, our whips newer than theirs

We hardly fight, arguments way fewer than theirs

Even down to the ice, look, bluer than theirs

What they gonna tell us about us, huh?

What they talk 'bout without us, huh?

The envy got 'em speakin' loosely

Tell 'em walk in your shoes but first let 'em know they Gucci

And even if I did twist her

I promise I didn't kiss her

Won't shit touchy feely

Grudge on the floor like mister did the silly

No respect shown

My homies laugh while she talk dirty on the speaker phone

Now don't you start

I spared your heart

If you ain't see it I didn't do it

Ain't I played my part?

Bricks chics whips chips, that just go with the grind

What else do you want from me, to say it, fine

Ma, I don't love her

Don't listen to her words

She tryin' to split us as lovebirds

But that's not it

Now you see me buyin' her whips and shit

You see me sendin' her on trips and shit

If the answers no don't forget

I don't know

Do you love me babe?

You thinkin' of me babe

I bet you'd tell me anything

Just to be with me

Do you love me babe?

You thinkin' of me babe

I bet you'd tell me anything

Just to be with me

That's not it

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