We Don`t Love `em Lyrics

We Don`t Love `em lyrics

Y'knowI'msayin?



Went from handcuffin hoes, to just fuckin the bitches 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 bitch' way



who I been tryin ta fuck since the ninth grade



Now she's on the phone cos she knows a nigga's paid



The big payoff, I'm bout to pay this bitch back



Get her fucked up and then I'ma kill her cat from the back



Cos I be showin no mercy to the cock



I'm bout to raid this motherfucker like it was a spot



So I tell a bitch, "Meet me at the mall



I be in the cut, callin ???? where they're sllin basketball"



So I meet fate, ain't even no competition



I'm already fuckin his bitch on the flo' in the kitchen



When it comes to the pussy like Michael (ooh yeah) I'm Bad



The bitch was cool, I know the cock was mad



She said "There is it cool?", yeah baby don't trip no doubt



then I told the bitch (BEEITCH) get the fuck 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 shit 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 fuckin room locked



It's like a track, nigga cos I run a race to the ho



But before I fucked her axed the bitch for some doe



So she paid me (I fucked her), then she laid me (I stuck her)



When she touched my ass (Mistake that bitch for a buster)



It happened so fast, don't remember what I saw



Bitch in the kitchen holdin an icepad on her drawers



My fault, y'know how it gets in that situation



Playin with these bitch' minds like some PlayStation



I heard the do' knocked then I looked at the ho



A nigga bout 7 feet, standin in the do'



So I threw the bitch across and cold knocked his ass out



Then I slid on my shit and I was out that bitch house







Chorus







It's '9-9, that's the way I see these hoes



I'm not buyin dem jewelery and brand new clothes



Fuck the dumb shit, it's time to get rich



And later on get a woman I wouldn't call a bitch



But for now, that's what I'm livin for



and favorite words to a bitch, is "Fuck a ho!"



But once again it's on with this bitch named Miss Dick



Holdin nuts in her mouth like some fuckin biscuits



Cos she say they melt in her mouth, not in her hand



That's the type of shit that makes me a one-night-stand man



Be bouncin on the cock, like I'm on switches



Huffin and puffin, fuckin and diggin up ditches



Girl went outta town, she went down south



In a town of unzipped jeans and dicks in her mouth



That's the shit I love to do everyday with a bitch



Fuck, get paid, then have em' dismissed







Chorus (x2)