Love No Thotties song by Chief Keef from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, Chicago Drill, Trap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Love No Thotties Meaning
| [[Intro] Hang up on me one more time and see what happens I ain’t gon’ hang up on you Where you at though? I’m in Chicago, Chiraq Country? Huh? When are you coming out here? When you finna come out here? You know what I meant Your ass drunk What you say? You’re drunk Why, why you act like you know me or something? ‘Cause I know you, what you’ll do to a nigga Why you playing like you know me? [Verse] These bitches act local and think global Never seen a hundred thousand, well, let me show you What you want to drink? I know you hate being sober And I know all these niggas hate Chief Sosa I’m cruising in my ‘Rari with my Louis loafers Bitch, I’m a Rastafari, I’m a toolie toter Wish a nigga would try to screw me over Now I got blood on my Louis loafers I wear thousand dollar belts ’cause I’m a rich nigga Nina like a boxer bitch the way she hit niggas Shoes cost a bunch of shit, look at my kicks, nigga I could’ve bought a ass for my bitch, nigga I’m off this Actavis, it got me leanin’ over I poured a four of purple in some peach soda Yo’ boyfriend an opp, I’ll make Nina blow him You was on the phone with him, sucking my dick, and he ain’t even know it (Hang up on me one more time) I ain’t even try to You wanna Glo up, baby, Keef got you You’s a gold bottle, these hoes pink Moscato Baby, I’m the owner, you can be my castle (Hahaha, why you gotta be all that?) Baby, ’cause I like you Only reason I text you or why I Skype you I just wanna fuck on you, I don’t wanna wife you But you gotta brush your teeth and do what I say to (Hello?) Bitch, can you hear me? Keep your pussy in park, no 360 That boy said he getting guap, no, he didn’t I’m Almighty Sosa, it’s complete mission (Where you at?) I’m nowhere around you I’m high off this earth, I can’t come back down to Baby, this a song, I just thought I’d tell you I would send you off but I don’t wanna mail you (Be quiet) I don’t wanna smell you ‘Cause I’ma cut you off quicker than I met you I’ma swipe your name up off my schedule And if smoke this blunt, girl, I’m gon’ forget you (Ha-ha-ha-ha) I ain’t even playing though I make bitches fly like Peter Pan do (When I’ma see you?) That’s why I just ask you You’s a alcoholic, I ain’t got no time for you (Hey, can you get the water?) Is you off the molly? If I book your flight, is you gonna top me? (Don’t worry, I will) Okay, you got me I don’t love no thotties] |
