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letra de no love - thugga feat. captain loc x drip

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[intro]
we don’t show no love

[chorus: thugga]
we don’t show no love
no love, no love
no love, no love
no love no
we don’t show no love
we don’t show no love
no love, no love
no love, no love
no love, no love
we don’t show no love
we don’t show no love
no love, no love
no love, no love

[verse 1 : thugga]
pull up in a caddy
i’m smoking dope with a baddie
all her friends call me daddy
and she got a lil fatty
parked up the lamb truck
and rolled up that doja
f-cked on that b-tch
and now she can’t get over me (she can’t get over me)
i ain’t really f-cking with none of you hoes cream (no)
cause cash rules everything around me i mean (i mean)
and i’m just trying to kick it and live in up with my team
lil n-gga you a op you are not my homie (no)
i just roll up and go get my bag (run it up)
gucci designer expensive tag (expensive tag)
speed down yo block make these n-ggas mad
take yo’ b-tch to the beach to play in the sand (in the sand)

[chorus: thugga]
we don’t show no love
we don’t show no love
no love, no love
no love, no love
(take yo’ b-tch to the beach to play in the sand)

[ verse 2: captain loc ]
she play in the sand
she ain’t innocent
when i’m in the bed
she go idiot
she don’t want a man
she just want a bag
she ain’t getting it (but if she do)
imma get it back
ain’t no lovin over here
used to be loud until they heard me loud and clear
(loud and clear)
ain’t no lying in no fear
these n-ggas lying they ain’t taking nothing here

[verse 3: drip]
i can’t let you get close
i be gone in the ghost
and the next time you see me
i be in the west coast
i don’t f-ck with you n-ggas y’all really do the most
imma bad ass b-tch i don’t really mean to boast
i be getting to the bag i be getting to the check
if you ain’t with the sh-ts then you can get left
all gas no breaks no beef no steak
was never given nothing so this we gon take
that’s your girl over there you can tell that she hates
i ain’t trippin off none these shoes ain’t got no lace
i always keep my hands clean
i don’t leave a trace and free that n-gga melly throw away the whole case (away the whole case)

[chorus: thugga]
we don’t show no love
we don’t show no love
no love, no love
no love, no love
we don’t show no love
we don’t show no love
no love, no love
no love, no love
no love, no love

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