Gangsta Boo - Love Don't Live Here Anymore lyrics

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Gangsta Boo - Love Don't Live Here Anymore lyrics

[Chorus] You abandoned me Love don't live here anymore Just a vacancy Love don't live here anymore [Talking] This is dedicated to all of my ladies in relations Peep this out [Verse 1] I'm a lady who be keepin it real, you don't care Take time out, see how I feel When I be ridin in the SUV, I'm thinkin of you When I be rollin up a fat one, boy I'm thinkin of you You got me goin like uuuuuhhhh I'm feelin the rush, I like to f** Let's get buck in the back of the truck, so boy what's up? It's whatever when it comes down to you Well it was, until you made it clear that I ain't for you You just abandoned me, you left me strandedly Heart broke, constantly Hearin love songs on the radio, that remind me of you They say a gangsta ain't 'posed to cry But I'm sheddin tears and I'm a gangsta until I die I'm tellin you boy, they say no pain then no gain Now they call me playa because you teachin me all yo game I say I ain't change, but then again just peep me out (Talking) Ay yo, I don't think this sh** is gonna work... I'm ready to leave you, get out Repeat Chorus [Verse 2] Just be a man about it, you don't have to lie to me n***a leave my house, you can get the f** away from me Take yo' f**in car keys, get yo' f**in clothes too n***a this mah credit card, hold up that's my bank book Why you out here cheatin on me, I'm gettin my own creepin on (n***a talkin') Ay girl, why you ain't answer that god damn phone? Uhh why n***a, I was gone n***a bout my ??? hea, pay my own light bill I don't need you, got my own fingers for my s** thrill sh**, I'm a mack, playa you ain't heard my real name? Mrs. Pimpin Thang, p**y power to the f**in brain If you wanna play, get in the shower stroke yo'self I ain't the one to be messed with, pimpin to my d**h Slip in and slip out, remember how that used to be? I would get so wet when you put yo' love inside of me But that's the past now, no more freaky tail nights No more poppin X, or s** a**hole tight Repeat Chorus [Verse 3] I ain't tryina get caught up in yo games Personally, I think that sh** is lame Whachu doin err' now and then when you wanna hit I ain't givin yo a** sh**, you'll be just another trick On my list of busta's, diamond clusters Rings, old game used to be so not told With yo' frozen heart, boy you tore my soul apart My XX plot, about a n***a from the ??? With yo' seven inch co*k, give it to me don't you stop I keep fallin for you, hypnotized doubt you get my props But now I'm single, p**y bad tight I ain't f**in with no giggalos, n***az ain't right They wanna cut now, they wanna cut later They ain't call yo a** then, they ain't call yo a** later That's how it goes, I'm out the door, holla back Hit me on my 2 Way when you ready That's that on that Repeat Chorus

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