Luyện nghe bài hát Love Don't Live Here Anymore

You me
Love don't live anymore
a vacancy
Love don't live anymore

This is dedicated to all of my ladies in
Peep out

1]
I'm a who be keepin it real, you don't care
time out, see how I feel
When I be ridin in the SUV, I'm of you
When I be rollin up a fat one, boy I'm of you
You got me goin uuuuuhhhh
I'm the rush, I like to fuck
Let's get in the back of the truck, so boy what's up?
It's whatever when it down to you
Well it was, you made it clear that I ain't for you
You just me, you left me strandedly
Heart broke,
Hearin love songs on the radio, that me of you
say a gangsta ain't 'posed to cry
But I'm tears and I'm a gangsta until I die
I'm tellin you boy, they say no pain no gain
Now they call me because you teachin me all yo game
I say I ain't change, but then just peep me out
(Talking)
Ay yo, I don't this shit is gonna work...
I'm ready to you, get out

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2]
Just be a man about it, you have to lie to me
Nigga leave my house, you can get the fuck from me
Take yo' fuckin car keys, get yo' clothes too
Nigga mah credit card, hold up that's my bank book
Why you out here on me, I'm gettin my own creepin on
(Nigga talkin') Ay girl, why you ain't that god damn phone?
Uhh why nigga, I was
Nigga bout my ??? hea, pay my own bill
I don't need you, got my own for my sex thrill
Shit, I'm a mack, you ain't heard my real name?
Mrs. Pimpin Thang, pussy power to the fuckin
If you wanna play, get in the shower yo'self
I the one to be messed with, pimpin to my death
Slip in and slip out, how that used to be?
I get so wet when you put yo' love inside of me
But that's the now, no more freaky tail nights
No more poppin X, or sex tight

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3]
I ain't get caught up in yo games
Personally, I think shit is lame
doin err' now and then when you wanna hit
I ain't givin yo ass shit, you'll be another trick
On my list of busta's, clusters
Rings, old game used to be so not
With yo' frozen heart, boy you tore my soul
My XX plot, about a nigga the ???
With yo' seven inch cock, it to me don't you stop
I keep fallin for you, hypnotized you get my props
But now I'm single, bad tight
I ain't fuckin no giggalos, niggaz ain't right
wanna cut now, they wanna cut later
They ain't call yo ass then, they ain't call yo ass
That's how it goes, I'm out the door, back
Hit me on my 2 Way when you
That's on that

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