Bradda G - No Feelings Lyrics

Man these bitches crazy
They be thinkin that you love em if you call em baby
Or if sendin em good morning texts all on the daily
Shit I wake up in the morning and just copy paste it
Ima certified playa to the game I'm playin
Leveled up on these hoes turn to super sayin
I couldn't get a text back and now I keep em waitin
Now the mattress in the room is hardly ever vacant
Understand what I'm sayin

We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes

O yea I get em right
I do it like a pro
And if you spend the night
Don't get comfortable
I got a bunch of hoes
Time cards, they punching those
In and out by the hour
Like some tv shows
I got this freaky hoe
I call her super head
She'll suck ya soul
Have you feelin dead
Like you takin meds
You might not feel ya legs
Then she text a nigga phone
I just leave it read
I know that's kinda rude
But it's true just trust me
I ain't choose this life
So this how it must be
And I'm not that bad
I always give em bus fee
And if that mad
You don't gotta love me
Just know my pimpin strong
Bradda, I been pimpin long
I been livin like a f*ckin star and I ain't even on
Imagine when I get the throne
All these hoes gon f*ck with me
So now if I ever hit
Then you are f*ckin lucky see

We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes

I got a passion for smashin women in masses and dashin when they start askin bout
Just really what are we about
Shorty when we met I told you ain't no feelings leave em out
And nothin hasn't changed
So just what the hell you speaking bout
Ok now don't go screeching out
I ain't talkin bout the ladies
But if you feel hit then shit I guess that was for who I'm aimin
A nigga preaching
Can I get a couple amens
Shouts to 191 JT
He hit them hoes with all the flagrants
I got all the flavors
Ion discriminate
It won't matter what color you are when I penetrate
It's pleasure when I stimulate
I gotta make yo body shake
Get vicious when I'm hittin
Teat that pussy like it misbehave
But please don't mistake
Me smashin for passion
Like I said first
My passion is smashin
Lights camera and action
Big Plays is the faction
End of the summer everybody out here blastin

We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes