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no strings attached - spotemgottem & tory lanez lyrics

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[intro: spotemgottem]
ha*ha
i’ma be honest
got my eyes on the prize
got my eyes on the prize
i get to tripping with the bl!ck (hold up, h)
ayy, look me in my eyes

[chorus: spotemgottem]
she said that she adore me, uh
i feel like no one for me, uh
he got blood on his jersey
that remind me of curry, uh
throw back a perc’, i just had to relapse, ooh
they try to spin and we gon’ send they shooter back
chrome hearts shirt, chrome heart hat
ran out of love, no strings attached

[verse 1: spotemgottem]
dropped it, now shе feeling me more
like a bottlе, how the f*ck we end up on the floor?
distant lovers where n0body knows
i came from serving fiends, breaking back doors
run up the money, taking care of my folks
she wanna run away, so i let her go
i’m a demon when all is done
you got me fiending, you are the one
never leave the house without my magic wand
dreads hanging like a rasta, baby, i’m a don
i’m a don
ayy, i let off a dummy clip
gl!ck got zombie tips
they done flushed the whole whip
i ain’t foolin’ with you b*tch*ass rappers, be done got you k!lled
i ain’t foolin’ with you b*tch*ass rappers, be done got you k!lled
[chorus: spotemgottem]
what she say?
she said that she adore me, uh
i feel like no one for me, uh
he got blood on his jersey
that remind me of curry, uh
throw back a perc’, i just had to relapse, ooh
they try to spin and we gon’ send they shooter back
chrome hearts shirt, chrome heart hat
ran out of love, no strings attached

[verse 2: tory lanez]
yeah, i f*cked a bad lil’ b*tch, she had me, then she still cussin’
that b*tch was wild, i gave her the d*ck, that b*tch is still fussin’
f*ck who you wanna f*ck, just let a n*gga still crush you
i just wanna go and leave and come back, know i’ll still bust you
your n*gga say he top dog, but why you still hustling?
that b*tch be talking h*lla sh*t, but wanna still kick it
you know i’m on my way, these b*tches call me they meal ticket
you catch me cheating, gotta love it, leave or deal with it
i said a*b*c*d*e, ’cause i can’t give a f about a ho, no, no
put my foot down and i’m steppin’ on a ho
two bad b*tches, they crept inside the door
she alone
says she need a loan
bad b*tch, i paid her for the wish at louis vuitton
n*ggas screw up your faces, dishonor that we put on
it’s either you love me, shorty, or you can leave me alone
[chorus: spotemgottem]
what she say?
she said that she adore me, uh
i feel like no one for me, uh
he got blood on his jersey
that remind me of curry, uh
throw back a perc’, i just had to relapse, ooh
they try to spin and we gon’ send they shooter back
chrome hearts shirt, chrome heart hat
ran out of love, no strings attached

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