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letra de no feelings - mo3

[mo3: intro]
you heard me talking, baby
(talking babe)
this is what i told you
aye lil momma, lemme holla at you though on some real street sh-t
come f-ck with a gangsta’s life

[bridge l]
let’s keep it gangsta for one night
anytime that i need it or we creepin’ off
(when we creepin’ off)
my b-tch complaining, i know what she need
(what she need)
give her this d-ck when i be stroking going deep, yeah

[mo3: verse 1]
it ain’t no rush
that seat on the car, got her ducking
when she eat that d-ck up, she spit it all on me, yeah
pick on that 40, i walk thru the party like f-ck it, i’ll eat in the corner (i do)
and she let me record it
whenever she suck it, it had put me up in a coma
i tell her n-gg- to stop it, he buggin’
he heard i’m crushin’
(i said that i wasn’t)
keep it g to a certain extent
if he talk out his neck, he get hit with a hunnit’
(hold up, wait)
extended clip, when i jump out the whip
on my hip, you can see that i’m clutching (pow!)
she tell all her friends i be thuggin’
call her a b-tch when that d-ck in her stomach
oooh, she be runnin’

[mo3: chorus]
now, i wanna f-ck
f-ck making love, it ain’t no feelings
we so wrong, so wrong, so wrong
you can tell when i pull up and walk thru the business
it’s sold all day long

[mo3: verse 2]
she love when i look in her eyes
(hold on, wait)
but this ain’t the feeling when you making love
i just tell her to jump in my ride
(hold up, wait)
i put that d-ck in her spine
i bet when i’m done, i won’t call her one time
her other n-gg-, he keep calling my line
cuz i’m f-cking his, now he f-cking mine
to me, they just hoes (yeah)
we f-cking both (yeah)
we gettin’ money, so let’s make a toast (real)
i keep a hunnit’ on me on the road (i do)
that p-ssy get wet on ya, i need to float
the p-ssy gettin’ wetter, i need a boat
b-tch, i got power, ain’t talking ghosts
i do the most
ten minutes of shame on me
still ridin’ with the thang on me
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

[mo3: chorus]
i wanna f-ck
f-ck making love, it ain’t no feelings
we so wrong, so wrong, so wrong
you can tell when i pull up and walk thru the business
it’s sold all day long

- mo3

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