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Mars Milly - The Shade Room(i Ain't in Love Witchu) Lyrics



Mars Milly - The Shade Room(i Ain't in Love Witchu) Lyrics




I aint in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Heard you screaming my ear
I put my trust in you
Girl that was up to you
But I ain't in love with you
I ain't in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Told ya friends I'ma jerk
Girl that ain't nothing but true
But that don't change nothing for you
Cause I ain't in love with you

Fresh off from the road you know I'm floating
Shorty tryn put me through the motions
All on my phone talking bout emotions
Heard she tryna five me a promotion
I was her side nigga
Usta hit her off on the side nigga
Then she fell in love over night. Nigga
Now she walking screaming my nigga
Now Oh ho no, that's a no no hoe
Let you know from the door now I gotta let you go

I aint in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Heard you screaming my ear
I put my trust in you
Girl that was up to you
But I ain't in love with you
I ain't in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Told ya friends I'ma jerk
Girl that ain't nothing but true
But that don't change nothing for you
Cause I ain't in love with you

What love got to do wit when you do wit it
What you do wit it, really how special is it
If every other nigga hit it, and baby I can get specific
You a long way from a perfect picture
Got ya baby dad playing baby sitting
While you shake ya ass for a player nigga
Funny how you tryn play a nigga
But now you out here try date a nigga
That's bullshit and you can take it with ya
Bust down, then I bust out
Wanna see me later you should take A picture
I'm too real to come fake it witcha
You should be at home witcho faithful nigga
Type a shit may brake a nigga
Have you tied up in the basement witcha tired ass
Thot ass, lying ass, dick chasing
Tryn find a man to finance ya fine ass, you trick bating
We turned up for a quick play
Now its going down cause I flipped stations
Ya main nigga waiting and karma really is a bitch baby

I aint in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Heard you screaming my ear
I put my trust in you
Girl that was up to you
But I ain't in love with you
I ain't in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Told ya friends I'ma jerk
Girl that ain't nothing but true
But that don't change nothing for you
Cause I ain't in love with you
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I aint in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Heard you screaming my ear
I put my trust in you
Girl that was up to you
But I ain't in love with you
I ain't in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Told ya friends I'ma jerk
Girl that ain't nothing but true
But that don't change nothing for you
Cause I ain't in love with you

Fresh off from the road you know I'm floating
Shorty tryn put me through the motions
All on my phone talking bout emotions
Heard she tryna five me a promotion
I was her side nigga
Usta hit her off on the side nigga
Then she fell in love over night. Nigga
Now she walking screaming my nigga
Now Oh ho no, that's a no no hoe
Let you know from the door now I gotta let you go

I aint in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Heard you screaming my ear
I put my trust in you
Girl that was up to you
But I ain't in love with you
I ain't in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Told ya friends I'ma jerk
Girl that ain't nothing but true
But that don't change nothing for you
Cause I ain't in love with you

What love got to do wit when you do wit it
What you do wit it, really how special is it
If every other nigga hit it, and baby I can get specific
You a long way from a perfect picture
Got ya baby dad playing baby sitting
While you shake ya ass for a player nigga
Funny how you tryn play a nigga
But now you out here try date a nigga
That's bullshit and you can take it with ya
Bust down, then I bust out
Wanna see me later you should take A picture
I'm too real to come fake it witcha
You should be at home witcho faithful nigga
Type a shit may brake a nigga
Have you tied up in the basement witcha tired ass
Thot ass, lying ass, dick chasing
Tryn find a man to finance ya fine ass, you trick bating
We turned up for a quick play
Now its going down cause I flipped stations
Ya main nigga waiting and karma really is a bitch baby

I aint in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Heard you screaming my ear
I put my trust in you
Girl that was up to you
But I ain't in love with you
I ain't in love with you
I just be f*cking you
Now you crying on my phone
And I don't know what to do
Told ya friends I'ma jerk
Girl that ain't nothing but true
But that don't change nothing for you
Cause I ain't in love with you
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Writer: Derrick Williams
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