Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love No Ho, artist - The Notorious B.I.G..
Date of issue: 12.01.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Love No Ho |
Ayo man! |
Pssh, man… |
It’s this fuckin' BITCH man! |
Shit I know I ain’t 'sposed to have no feelings for these hoes out here man, |
but… |
This bitch on the back of my mind man! |
(word?) |
Yeah man! |
Done wrote a rhyme 'bout the bitch man! |
(Let me hear it!) |
Want me to drop the drama kid? |
(Yeah!) |
Yeah, dedicatin this to you man |
Cause my man 50 Gran' told me straight up and down man |
I ain’t 'sposed to love no ho! |
Knahmsayin'? |
I tried to tell her 50! |
I got three rules in life! |
I’m not to be played with… played on or played out! |
I’m a drop it like dis! |
Lyin' in my bed. |
— I'm lookin' at four walls |
Echo in my head sayin I got a lot of gall. |
Grippin my cap, my pen in my teeth |
Thinkin' what this ho said, she called me a: «Thief»! |
She said I stole her heart. |
— And didn’t leave a trace |
I told her I was sorry and she said get out my face. |
Walked out my door with my Walkman in my pocket |
Playin' +Love Is A House+! |
-Aand thinkin' how she jocked it. |
When she had the key — to open up my door |
Adore — that Prince scam that got me on the floor. |
I know that she loved me, I couldn’t ever fake it, |
I say: «Go buy a pie! |
«- The girl would go bake it. |
Makin' a record was important to me |
More important than her that’s what made her flee, see? |
The mistake was not payin' no mind |
All her posse said we was two of a kind. |
I call her back twice. |
— Your sister said you’re broke |
She said: «When you left, your ears was full of smoke! |
«Chokin' on a cigarette you don’t even smoke |
Jumped in the train station put in a token. |
Coulda been my partner, my amigo my peer, |
Just waitin for them three words that all girls wanna hear. |
«I love you! |
«HUH! |
— You would start to cry if |
I would reply with I-L-Y! |
Then I tell your friends — that you played me out |
Said I wouldn’t say: «I love you! |
«Just to make you shout! |
So I, call up 7 digits that would pick up your phone, |
Your sister picked it up and said that you wasn’t home. |
I heard you in the back cryin' up a storm |
Screamin how you wish that I never was born. |
«I hate him! |
I hate him! |
«That's what she kept sayin' |
She’ll come to her senses is what I kept prayin'. |
But now I’m gonna lay the cards on the line, |
Just say that you hate me! |
— Or say that you’re mine! |
I said: «When I played ball you was in the stands! |
When I was sick, you held my hand! |
It was hard to say before, but now I can |
Bitch I love no ho! |
— FUCK YA! |
" |
I don’t give a fuck about’cha |
Take a long walk off a short peer bitch! |
Try to take bankrolls… |
Bum bitches outta here 50, man! |
Now check it! |
Come to my crib she say: «B.I.G. |
listen! |
I don’t like the way you been dissin'! |
Feel like I been kissin other bitches cause my lips feel chapped |
I tell you it’s on the blunts, you ain’t tryna hear that! |
«Now I’m Henny’d like a fuck? |
— What's the riff? |
Who I’m sleepin with? |
— I ain’t got the time to shoot the gift |
To hoes, I’m tryin to take bankroll. |
I ain’t fuckin' nobody. |
— Case closed! |
You hit the lights and decide to doze off, |
No kiss goodnight, didn’t take your clothes off. |
And my dick is harder than a rock, |
Nobody to cockblock but you’s a hardrock! |
The fuck you think I am, gay? |
I ain’t got no time to play I ain’t got nuttin' to say. |
Bounce out the crib! |
— Just to see my man, 50 |
And what’s up with B.I.G. |
And the O.G.B. |
— You know they keep plenty hookers! |
And I ain’t a bad looker. |
So I see one ho that I like yeah, oooh! |
Shit is cool! |
(Dude: Trust no hoes! — All they want is bankroll!) |
That’s what I’m tryna tell you now, baby! |
My man 50 done schooled me to all y’all hookers, knahmsayin? |
I ain’t lame to this! |
Can’t spell game without me, the B.I.G. |