[TALKING]
Ah come on, why you throwing on a love song for blad?
Girls don't want no love man, it's not that blad, ya get me?
These days girls are just moving differently brother, i'm telling you
Nah nah nah, I got no love lyrics to give, i'm telling you bruv!
Girls don't want love blood they just want boom whips, thats what they want!
Ya get me, they don't even want golfs and sh**, ya get me?
They just want new coupes and sh**!
[First Verse]
It's like girls in the ends like, you know that I juice them
In my bedroom, listening to Marques Houston
Girls from up and down the Harrow Road, from Harrow to Houston
I say sweet things to boost them, I'm just trying to seduce them
They're like, Oh Bashy behave
Them silly little lusters love when I say star in the rave
Plus her man goes to the gym, I was like and?
Then they remember about my Megane, then they all over man
Like froth when you shake a can
Thats when I thought damn, It dont matter who they are
Hoodrat chicks f** n******gs with nice cars
MC's, Baders and n******gs who shot bars
Cause I bet if a mans whip like was better than mine
Then the b**h wouldn't give me no time
She wouldn't be on my line, nar she wouldn't give me a bly(?)
Bling blings like food to a gold-diggers eye
Cause gold-diggers are sly, gold-diggers ain't shy
Gold-diggers are like n******gs they want piece of the pie
Why? Cause we're all the same
The same way we want tits and bum, they want whips and chains
Freeky girls like to be whipped and chained
Certain n******gs are on lock by gold-diggers like, whipped and chained
It's a never ending change, man it's never gonna change
You can have the MR2 but the yatty's want the Range
Get me?!
[Talking]
It's crazy, girls just want a baders man
So when it comes to love now
I just leaaaave it out!