letra de we don't love 'em - top dogg
y’knowi’msayin?
went from handcuffin hoes, to just f-ckin the b-tches haha
lil’ chris, yeah, check it out though
now i’m suited and booted, it’s just another hot day
rollin around on a brougham mackin to this b-tch’ way
who i been tryin ta f-ck since the ninth grade
now she’s on the phone cos she knows a n-gga’s paid
the big payoff, i’m bout to pay this b-tch back
get her f-cked up and then i’ma k!ll her cat from the back
cos i be showin no mercy to the c-ck
i’m bout to raid this motherf-cker like it was a spot
so i tell a b-tch, “meet me at the mall
i be in the cut, callin ???? where they’re sllin basketball”
so i meet fate, ain’t even no compet-tion
i’m already f-ckin his b-tch on the flo’ in the kitchen
when it comes to the p-ssy like michael (ooh yeah) i’m bad
the b-tch was cool, i know the c-ck was mad
she said “there is it cool?”, yeah baby don’t trip no doubt
then i told the b-tch (beeitch) get the f-ck out!
chorus:
we don’t love em’, we don’t need em’
we don’t love em’, we don’t need em’
we don’t love em’, we don’t need em’
“break your sh-t and get up”
-repeat-
i gets a page from the homegirl yvonne
not just a homegirl but a freak in heat, like the sun
i want to call her off so i axed “what’s poppin?
she want me to come over and have her f-ckin room locked
it’s like a track, n-gga cos i run a race to the ho
but before i f-cked her axed the b-tch for some doe
so she paid me (i f-cked her), then she laid me (i stuck her)
when she touched my -ss (mistake that b-tch for a buster)
it happened so fast, don’t remember what i saw
b-tch in the kitchen holdin an icepad on her drawers
my fault, y’know how it gets in that situation
playin with these b-tch’ minds like some playstation
i heard the do’ knocked then i looked at the ho
a n-gga bout 7 feet, standin in the do’
so i threw the b-tch across and cold knocked his -ss out
then i slid on my sh-t and i was out that b-tch house
chorus
it’s ‘9-9, that’s the way i see these hoes
i’m not buyin dem jewelery and brand new clothes
f-ck the dumb sh-t, it’s time to get rich
and later on get a woman i wouldn’t call a b-tch
but for now, that’s what i’m livin for
and favorite words to a b-tch, is “f-ck a ho!”
but once again it’s on with this b-tch named miss d-ck
holdin nuts in her mouth like some f-ckin biscuits
cos she say they melt in her mouth, not in her hand
that’s the type of sh-t that makes me a one-night-stand man
be bouncin on the c-ck, like i’m on switches
huffin and puffin, f-ckin and diggin up ditches
girl went outta town, she went down south
in a town of unzipped jeans and d-cks in her mouth
that’s the sh-t i love to do everyday with a b-tch
f-ck, get paid, then have em’ dismissed
chorus (x2)
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- letra de tinotoyo - jr crown & thome
- letra de it ain't problem - devarke known
- letra de fade out - howless
- letra de schwarze rose - dzumo
- letra de it's always us - angela brown
- letra de the whistle - steve aoki, timmy trumpet & dj aligator
- letra de hand wringing hands - freezing cold