Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Love, artist - August Alsina.
Date of issue: 04.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Love |
August |
Young Money |
I swear this is my favorite song |
I'm serious |
Red light |
You know I can't make this thing that official |
Believe, we had a great night |
But I ain't the type to tell you that I miss you - shit |
You don't like that, I make this easy, leaving |
After sexing on the floor |
Baby, I know you need me, like I need you |
But I'm not the one you wanna love |
Pop a couple bands with a nigga like me |
Loving ain't the same with a nigga like me |
You used to them but ain't no love in me |
I hear what you was sayin' and girl it's clear to see |
You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me |
You probably go insane with a nigga like me |
Let's just party till we can't, ain't no love in me |
And I'm the one to blame, ain't no love in me |
So don't come looking for love |
Don’t come looking for love |
Shawty, if you looking for somebody trying to settle down |
Probably won't be around, baby |
You should hit me |
When you tired of playing up in the house |
And ain't nobody around, you need that |
When you need that late night |
We can both make love to the daylight |
You got it girl, you got it girl |
But you know I can't stay right? |
All I want is you, so what you tryna do? |
Pop a couple bands with a nigga like me |
Loving ain't the same with a nigga like me |
You used to them but ain't no love in me |
I hear what you was sayin' and girl it's clear to see |
You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me |
You probably go insane with a nigga like me |
Let's just party till we can't, ain't no love in me |
And I'm the one to blame, ain't no love in me |
So don't come looking for love |
Don’t come looking for love |
No love, no love, no love, no love, no love |
August, you know, I’m here to save you |
Me and them girls, we ain’t the same, boo |
You know I hate it, when you leave me |
'Cause you love it then you leave it |
But you know how bad I need it |
You so fuckin’ conceited, why you coming over weeded? |
You can’t treat me like you treat them |
Yes, I am the crème de la crème |
Yes, I am from one to ten, ten |
You fronting in them streets, keep saying we just friends |
You can’t front like this ain’t way realer |
I know you hard, I know that you a killer |
I know you started off a dope dealer |
But let your guard down |
Your niggas know you feel her, feel her |
So what you want, baby? |
(All I want is you, so what you tryna do?) |