They Dont Love You No More (feat. JAY Z, Meek Mill, Rick Ross & French Montana) Lyrics
| Song | They Dont Love You No More (feat. JAY Z, Meek Mill, Rick Ross & French Montana) |
| Artist | DJ Khaled |
| Album | They Dont Love You No More |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Ever since a nigga hit the top | |
| Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box | |
| They don't love you no more | |
| They don't love you no more | |
| [Verse 1: Meek Mill] | |
| Shit ain't been the same since I came through in that hot shit | |
| They gon' talk about you 'til you ain't got shit | |
| Still gon' talk about you when you got shit | |
| All eyes on Meek, I'm on my Pac shit | |
| Y'all rap niggas on some pop shit | |
| I've been ducking paparazzi with a pop bitch | |
| Glock 30. in the cockpit | |
| Sipping dirty, come and sail with the pilot | |
| Nigga, you ain't seen it, I've been fucking up the winters | |
| I'm with double M, the genius, we the motherfucking meanest | |
| And the cleanest in a long time | |
| You pussy niggas hating on me picked the wrong time | |
| Long line for a limp mink draggin', new bandwagon | |
| Blood dripping on me looking like a nigga stabbed him | |
| I be on the money, baking soda in the cabinet | |
| Pyrex, trying to whip a Rollie, making magic | |
| Laughing at you fuck niggas getting madder | |
| If I feel threatened, I'mma go and get a ladder | |
| And climb up your chest, nigga, motherfuck your vest, nigga | |
| Motherfuck your couch, I'm with Khaled, the best, nigga | |
| [Hook: French Montana] | |
| Ever since a nigga hit the top | |
| Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box | |
| They don't love you no more (they don't love you no more) | |
| They don't love you no more, yeah | |
| Troops gotta cock, coupe's gotta drop | |
| Shit starting to change so you starting to change | |
| They don't love you no more | |
| They don't love you no more | |
| Should be your favorite, now you're just hatin' | |
| Shit starting to change, you want me to change, nah | |
| They don't love you no more (they don't love you no more) | |
| They don't love you no more, nah | |
| [Verse 2: Rick Ross] | |
| Bullet in the head, they wanna see my shirt red | |
| Live by the code, it's the only way to play it | |
| Benz or the Rolls, Mulsanne overrated | |
| Half these niggas told, cut a deal, they'd take it | |
| Promise to never fold and the bonds still sacred | |
| Had to shake a couple niggas, everybody won't make it | |
| God is the greatest as I'm praying in the latest | |
| X600 as I swerve, little Haiti | |
| Ou pa kap bat m'wen, sak pase! | |
| I'm busting out the sunroof, nigga, andalé! | |
| My money always coming, no, I'm never on pause | |
| I'll bring you straight to your door if you a motherfucking boss | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3: Jay Z] | |
| Hold up, you ain't got love for me, my nigga? | |
| Ever meet another nigga like me, my nigga? | |
| Are you sure? A nigga flip this shit like y'all bored | |
| A nigga did this shit, this hardcore | |
| If you say it, guess it's true though, kudos, I mean, but who knows? | |
| Salute to all the real niggas out there finding the loopholes | |
| Fuck all these fuck niggas, hate when niggas come up, ah! | |
| Hopped out the plane, hit the helicopter | |
| Tell these crabs in the barrel we eating hella lobster | |
| Got hella options, like a college team | |
| Hit these bootleg niggas with the heisman | |
| Fuck a NCAA nigga, let a young nigga get paid, nigga | |
| Niggas talking down on the crown | |
| Watch them niggas you 'round got you wrong | |
| Haters wanna ball, let me tighten up my draw string | |
| Wrong sport, boy, you know you're as soft as a Lacrosse team | |
| RAAAAHHH!! | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Outro: DJ Khaled] | |
| You don't love me no more?! | |
| All the shit I done for you, you don't love me no more?! |
| Ever since a nigga hit the top | |
| Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| Verse 1: Meek Mill | |
| Shit ain' t been the same since I came through in that hot shit | |
| They gon' talk about you ' til you ain' t got shit | |
| Still gon' talk about you when you got shit | |
| All eyes on Meek, I' m on my Pac shit | |
| Y' all rap niggas on some pop shit | |
| I' ve been ducking paparazzi with a pop bitch | |
| Glock 30. in the cockpit | |
| Sipping dirty, come and sail with the pilot | |
| Nigga, you ain' t seen it, I' ve been fucking up the winters | |
| I' m with double M, the genius, we the motherfucking meanest | |
| And the cleanest in a long time | |
| You pussy niggas hating on me picked the wrong time | |
| Long line for a limp mink draggin', new bandwagon | |
| Blood dripping on me looking like a nigga stabbed him | |
| I be on the money, baking soda in the cabinet | |
| Pyrex, trying to whip a Rollie, making magic | |
| Laughing at you fuck niggas getting madder | |
| If I feel threatened, I' mma go and get a ladder | |
| And climb up your chest, nigga, motherfuck your vest, nigga | |
| Motherfuck your couch, I' m with Khaled, the best, nigga | |
| Hook: French Montana | |
| Ever since a nigga hit the top | |
| Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box | |
| They don' t love you no more they don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more, yeah | |
| Troops gotta cock, coupe' s gotta drop | |
| Shit starting to change so you starting to change | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| Should be your favorite, now you' re just hatin' | |
| Shit starting to change, you want me to change, nah | |
| They don' t love you no more they don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more, nah | |
| Verse 2: Rick Ross | |
| Bullet in the head, they wanna see my shirt red | |
| Live by the code, it' s the only way to play it | |
| Benz or the Rolls, Mulsanne overrated | |
| Half these niggas told, cut a deal, they' d take it | |
| Promise to never fold and the bonds still sacred | |
| Had to shake a couple niggas, everybody won' t make it | |
| God is the greatest as I' m praying in the latest | |
| X600 as I swerve, little Haiti | |
| Ou pa kap bat m' wen, sak pase! | |
| I' m busting out the sunroof, nigga, andale! | |
| My money always coming, no, I' m never on pause | |
| I' ll bring you straight to your door if you a motherfucking boss | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Jay Z | |
| Hold up, you ain' t got love for me, my nigga? | |
| Ever meet another nigga like me, my nigga? | |
| Are you sure? A nigga flip this shit like y' all bored | |
| A nigga did this shit, this hardcore | |
| If you say it, guess it' s true though, kudos, I mean, but who knows? | |
| Salute to all the real niggas out there finding the loopholes | |
| Fuck all these fuck niggas, hate when niggas come up, ah! | |
| Hopped out the plane, hit the helicopter | |
| Tell these crabs in the barrel we eating hella lobster | |
| Got hella options, like a college team | |
| Hit these bootleg niggas with the heisman | |
| Fuck a NCAA nigga, let a young nigga get paid, nigga | |
| Niggas talking down on the crown | |
| Watch them niggas you ' round got you wrong | |
| Haters wanna ball, let me tighten up my draw string | |
| Wrong sport, boy, you know you' re as soft as a Lacrosse team | |
| RAAAAHHH!! | |
| Hook | |
| Outro: DJ Khaled | |
| You don' t love me no more?! | |
| All the shit I done for you, you don' t love me no more?! |
| Ever since a nigga hit the top | |
| Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| Verse 1: Meek Mill | |
| Shit ain' t been the same since I came through in that hot shit | |
| They gon' talk about you ' til you ain' t got shit | |
| Still gon' talk about you when you got shit | |
| All eyes on Meek, I' m on my Pac shit | |
| Y' all rap niggas on some pop shit | |
| I' ve been ducking paparazzi with a pop bitch | |
| Glock 30. in the cockpit | |
| Sipping dirty, come and sail with the pilot | |
| Nigga, you ain' t seen it, I' ve been fucking up the winters | |
| I' m with double M, the genius, we the motherfucking meanest | |
| And the cleanest in a long time | |
| You pussy niggas hating on me picked the wrong time | |
| Long line for a limp mink draggin', new bandwagon | |
| Blood dripping on me looking like a nigga stabbed him | |
| I be on the money, baking soda in the cabinet | |
| Pyrex, trying to whip a Rollie, making magic | |
| Laughing at you fuck niggas getting madder | |
| If I feel threatened, I' mma go and get a ladder | |
| And climb up your chest, nigga, motherfuck your vest, nigga | |
| Motherfuck your couch, I' m with Khaled, the best, nigga | |
| Hook: French Montana | |
| Ever since a nigga hit the top | |
| Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box | |
| They don' t love you no more they don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more, yeah | |
| Troops gotta cock, coupe' s gotta drop | |
| Shit starting to change so you starting to change | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more | |
| Should be your favorite, now you' re just hatin' | |
| Shit starting to change, you want me to change, nah | |
| They don' t love you no more they don' t love you no more | |
| They don' t love you no more, nah | |
| Verse 2: Rick Ross | |
| Bullet in the head, they wanna see my shirt red | |
| Live by the code, it' s the only way to play it | |
| Benz or the Rolls, Mulsanne overrated | |
| Half these niggas told, cut a deal, they' d take it | |
| Promise to never fold and the bonds still sacred | |
| Had to shake a couple niggas, everybody won' t make it | |
| God is the greatest as I' m praying in the latest | |
| X600 as I swerve, little Haiti | |
| Ou pa kap bat m' wen, sak pase! | |
| I' m busting out the sunroof, nigga, andalé! | |
| My money always coming, no, I' m never on pause | |
| I' ll bring you straight to your door if you a motherfucking boss | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Jay Z | |
| Hold up, you ain' t got love for me, my nigga? | |
| Ever meet another nigga like me, my nigga? | |
| Are you sure? A nigga flip this shit like y' all bored | |
| A nigga did this shit, this hardcore | |
| If you say it, guess it' s true though, kudos, I mean, but who knows? | |
| Salute to all the real niggas out there finding the loopholes | |
| Fuck all these fuck niggas, hate when niggas come up, ah! | |
| Hopped out the plane, hit the helicopter | |
| Tell these crabs in the barrel we eating hella lobster | |
| Got hella options, like a college team | |
| Hit these bootleg niggas with the heisman | |
| Fuck a NCAA nigga, let a young nigga get paid, nigga | |
| Niggas talking down on the crown | |
| Watch them niggas you ' round got you wrong | |
| Haters wanna ball, let me tighten up my draw string | |
| Wrong sport, boy, you know you' re as soft as a Lacrosse team | |
| RAAAAHHH!! | |
| Hook | |
| Outro: DJ Khaled | |
| You don' t love me no more?! | |
| All the shit I done for you, you don' t love me no more?! |
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