The Clipse

The Clipse - Ma, I Don't Love Her lyrics

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[Pharell]

I wanna love you girl

Just wanna love you girl

Please let me love you girl

Just wanna love you girl

C'mon, I wanna love you girl

Just wanna love you girl

Let me love you girl

Let me...



[Pusha T]

When we met I was talkin' that game

Parkin' that thang

Since then between us

A lot of things changed

Now it's like the world got a whole different name

I can't stop chics from sayin' my name

Most of it's lies,

If not, don't be surprised

You knew I was ballin' when I met you

But really, I started layin' low just to net you

I'm raw as hell yet can't deny that you special

These girls can't either

Winter, his and her Vivas

Summer, his and her Louie sneakers

You don't think that bother people

Guess again you even need to check your friends

Sayin that I cheat

Right, maybe with my heat

Got a pearl handled chrome thing that I call Sweets

I greet wit her, creep wit her, even eat wit her

Late nights under my sheets, yeah I sleep with her

But thats it



Chorus:

[Pusha T + Malice with Faith Evans] (Faith)

Look

Ma, I don't love her

Don't listen to her words

She tryin' to split us as lovebirds

But that's not it

Now you see me buyin' her whips and shit (No)

You see me sendin' her on trips and shit (No)

If the answers no don't forget (How's she know you then)

I don't know



[Malice]

If I don't know I don't know, lets not go that road

I don't know who she is, don't care who told

Look stop flippin', no need to explode

I seen the number in the pager, I don't know that code

In the streets too much, c'mon, that's absurd

Gettin' no complaints when I be flippin' them birds

Your girls just talk 'bout this that and the third

Believe half what you see none of what you heard

You askin' me who's her I'm askin' who's mink fur

With that rock on her hand makin' their eyes blurred

Could that be you plus who cop every gem

Who spend like I spend, then act like it then

Got the dream home and we settled in it

Our lives too perfect that's why they meddle in it

Now, just chalk it up as just part of the game

You know who I'm about, who got part of my name?



Chorus



[Faith] (Malice)

Do you love me babe (Sho' you right)

You thinkin' of me babe (Well atleast tonight)

I bet you'd tell me anything (Yea thats right)

Just to be with me (Yep and tonight's the night)

(2X)



[Malice]

I'm not most men my heart truer than theirs

Of course your girls hate, our whips newer than theirs

We hardly fight, arguements way fewer than theirs

Even down to the ice, look, bluer than theirs

What they gonna tell us about us, Huh?

What they talk 'bout without us, Huh?

The envy got 'em speakin loosely

Tell 'em walk in your shoes

But first let 'em know they Gucci



[Pusha T]

And even if I did twist her

I promise I didn't kiss her

Won't shit touchy feely

Grudge on the floor like Mister did to Celie

No respect shown

My homies laugh while she talk dirty on the speaker phone

Now don't you start

I spared your heart

If you ain't see it I didn't do it

Ain't I played my part?

Bricks chics whips chips, that just go with the grind

What else do you want from me, to say it, fine



Chorus



[Faith] (Malice) (*with Pharell's verse in background*)

Do you love me babe (Sho' you right)

You thinkin of me babe (Well atleast tonight)

I bet you'd tell me anything (Yea thats right)

Just to be with me (Yep and tonight's the night)

(2X)



[Faith singing]



[Faith, Pusha T + Malice]

That's not it
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