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Really Don't Want My Love (Album Version|Edited) - Ms. Jade/Missy Elliott
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
You had me turned out
As a young buck in a caddy truck
Givin' me dough for air maxes and new traxes
It was cool when you let me breathe
After we finished layin' up you won't let me leave
D**n I'ma adult now mommy packed up the belts now
You all dumb high off the lie playin' yourself now
F**kin' up my groove watch my every move
Try and get me caught up makin' up lies that ain't true
I can't take this dumb sh*t you startin' to irk me
Layin' all them rules down like you birth me
Sh*t you the worst B all try lock me
Even got both my next door neighbors watchin' me
You gotta problem somethin' that I can't solve with you
I'm at the point when we split I will not miss you
I ain't your wife d**n sure ain't your child
Trees gettin' to you head 'cause dumb chick ain't my style
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me
I don't know what's wrong with you
Is you my dude or a detective
Try to look at it from your perspective but I can't
You wanna know where I'm goin' who I'm seein'
Who I'm meetin' what I'm eatin' what I'm doin' who I'm screwin'
Not you 'cause I can't stand how you tryin' to run me
High all day plus
You don't really even love me
'Cause if you did you would let me live
The facts will pop up in your brain
That I ain't no kid
And that no man gone tell me how to breathe
Right disease type smoke cloudin' up your mind sight
Think it's time you try again and get your little dust off
Bus off now it's time to take the f**kin' cuffs off
Go ahead smoke laugh and joke with you homies
But do me a favor when you sober don't call me
I'm finished with you I hope and pray that you ain't bitter
Used to have it goods nowadays you don't deliver
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me
You think you got me on lock
'Cause when my friends call I don't go
But this sh*t here's gotta stop
You be actin' like I'm on parole
Oh why you trippin' why you trippin'
'Cause I can't take it take it too long
Oh do you call this big pimpin'
Oh this is what you call big pimpin'
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
Now let me count it off
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me
You really don't want my love
All you do is smoke up them trees
Then you wanna try to tell me what to do
Why you wanna put a little hold on me