Clipse Lyrics
Song: Ma, I Don't Love Her
Album: "Lord Willin" by Clipse
Song Text:
[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...
[Malice]
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
[Pusha T]
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]
[Pusha T]
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
[Malice]
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 the silly
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
song "Ma, I Don't Love Her" from album "Lord Willin"
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