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letra de love don't live here anymore - gangsta boo

[chorus]
you abandoned me
love don’t live here anymore
just a vacancy
love don’t live here anymore

[talking]
this is dedicated to all of my ladies in relations
peep this out

[verse 1]
i’m a lady who be keepin it real, you don’t care
take time out, see how i feel
when i be ridin in the suv, i’m thinkin of you
when i be rollin up a fat one, boy i’m thinkin of you
you got me goin like uuuuuhhhh
i’m feelin the rush, i like to f-ck
let’s get buck in the back of the truck, so boy what’s up?
it’s whatever when it comes down to you
well it was, until you made it clear that i ain’t for you
you just abandoned me, you left me strandedly
heart broke, constantly
hearin love songs on the radio, that remind me of you
they say a gangsta ain’t ‘posed to cry
but i’m sheddin tears and i’m a gangsta until i die
i’m tellin you boy, they say no pain then no gain
now they call me playa because you teachin me all yo game
i say i ain’t change, but then again just peep me out
(talking)
ay yo, i don’t think this sh-t is gonna work…
i’m ready to leave you, get out

repeat chorus

[verse 2]
just be a man about it, you don’t have to lie to me
n-gg- leave my house, you can get the f-ck away from me
take yo’ f-ckin car keys, get yo’ f-ckin clothes too
n-gg- this mah credit card, hold up that’s my bank book
why you out here cheatin on me, i’m gettin my own creepin on
(n-gg- talkin’) ay girl, why you ain’t answer that god d-mn phone?
uhh why n-gg-, i was gone
n-gg- bout my ??? hea, pay my own light bill
i don’t need you, got my own fingers for my s-x thrill
sh-t, i’m a mack, playa you ain’t heard my real name?
mrs. pimpin thang, p-ssy power to the f-ckin brain
if you wanna play, get in the shower stroke yo’self
i ain’t the one to be messed with, pimpin to my death
slip in and slip out, remember how that used to be?
i would get so wet when you put yo’ love inside of me
but that’s the past now, no more freaky tail nights
no more poppin x, or s-x -sshole tight

repeat chorus

[verse 3]
i ain’t tryina get caught up in yo games
personally, i think that sh-t is lame
whachu doin err’ now and then when you wanna hit
i ain’t givin yo -ss sh-t, you’ll be just another trick
on my list of busta’s, diamond cl-sters
rings, old game used to be so not told
with yo’ frozen heart, boy you tore my soul apart
my xx plot, about a n-gg- from the ???
with yo’ seven inch c-ck, give it to me don’t you stop
i keep fallin for you, hypnotized doubt you get my props
but now i’m single, p-ssy bad tight
i ain’t f-ckin with no giggalos, n-gg-z ain’t right
they wanna cut now, they wanna cut later
they ain’t call yo -ss then, they ain’t call yo -ss later
that’s how it goes, i’m out the door, holla back
hit me on my 2 way when you ready
that’s that on that

repeat chorus

- gangsta boo

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