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Lletres: Notorious B.I.G.. Love No Ho.

Yo Bigs man, what's wrong, man?
You look like you got problems, man
Hey, yo man, 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 , what?

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
My man 50 Gran' told me straight up and down, man
I ain't 'sposed to love no ho, know what I'm saying?

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'ma 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 and my pocket
Playin', "Love is a house" and 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 loves 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 called 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 seven 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
Tryin' to take bankrolls
Bum bitches outta here, 50 man, now check it

Come to my crib, she say BIG 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 from the blunts, you ain't tryin' to 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 cock block but you's a hard rock

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 BIG and the OGB

You know they keep plenty hookers
And I ain't a bad looker
So I see one ho that I like yeah, ooh
Shit is cool
Trust no hoes, all they want is bankroll

That's what I'm tryin' to tell you now, baby
My man 50 done schooled me to all y'all hookers
Ya know what I'm sayin'? I ain't lame to this
Can't spell game without me, the BIG