No Wife, Pt. 2
I ain't got no patience, I don't want roses and vases
White dresses they ain't my cadence
I don't want a lady, I want ladies
Let's get to the basics
Let's not be complacent
I never wanted no wife, these bitches they cut my stride
I need a bitch like a contact (bitch)
One day use then I toss that (trash)
Later downtown where the broads at (where they at)
Gimme your number and I'mma call that (brrr)
But only once not twice
I'm a one time hitter
I don't need no swallower
Cause you know I'll take a spitter
Pipe you once, now the Uber's outside
Fuck out my house bitch, hop in the ride (skrr)
Don't want no wife or a bitch on the side
I want some babies that don't wine and dine (bitch)
You got a bitch that's your ride or die
I got some bitches that down to grind
All of my contacts look mighty fine
And with no wife, they all just mine
I don't want no wife, yeah (oh my god)
I don't want you, in my life, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I don't want no, wife, yeah
Yeah, I wanna, live my life
Workin' my bitch like I'm Mexico (visa)
I got the gas like I'm Texaco (gas)
Splittin' it open like Brexit though (uhh)
Don't fuck with me when I'm flexin' bro (fuck you)
I got the strap, you got the Nerf
I got the grass, you got the turf
She got some ass, I make it twerk
You know my past, I been thuggin' since birth
Girl I want the pussy like kittens (pussy)
Countin' these bands like addition (math)
My beats stay bangin like pots and some pans
You gon think that you stepped in the kitchen (bang bang)
Now bitch listen up
You won't catch me in a tux
Think you flirtin' but you pushin' your luck (bitch)
Sick of women always hittin me up (bitch)
Know for certain I ain't lookin for love
I don't want no wife, yeah (oh my god)
I don't want you, in my life, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I don't want no, wife, yeah
Yeah, I wanna, live my life
I don't want you in my life bitch (bitch)
Told you that you ain't my type bitch (bitch)
I don't need no hoes, hittin up my phone
I ain't tryna spend the night bitch, no (bitch)
I don't wanna talk to you
I ain't got nothing to say
I'm living my life and I don't want no wife
So I gotta send you on your way, ay
I gotta send you on your way, ay
White dresses they ain't my cadence
I don't want a lady, I want ladies
Let's get to the basics
Let's not be complacent
I never wanted no wife, these bitches they cut my stride
I need a bitch like a contact (bitch)
One day use then I toss that (trash)
Later downtown where the broads at (where they at)
Gimme your number and I'mma call that (brrr)
But only once not twice
I'm a one time hitter
I don't need no swallower
Cause you know I'll take a spitter
Pipe you once, now the Uber's outside
Fuck out my house bitch, hop in the ride (skrr)
Don't want no wife or a bitch on the side
I want some babies that don't wine and dine (bitch)
You got a bitch that's your ride or die
I got some bitches that down to grind
All of my contacts look mighty fine
And with no wife, they all just mine
I don't want no wife, yeah (oh my god)
I don't want you, in my life, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I don't want no, wife, yeah
Yeah, I wanna, live my life
Workin' my bitch like I'm Mexico (visa)
I got the gas like I'm Texaco (gas)
Splittin' it open like Brexit though (uhh)
Don't fuck with me when I'm flexin' bro (fuck you)
I got the strap, you got the Nerf
I got the grass, you got the turf
She got some ass, I make it twerk
You know my past, I been thuggin' since birth
Girl I want the pussy like kittens (pussy)
Countin' these bands like addition (math)
My beats stay bangin like pots and some pans
You gon think that you stepped in the kitchen (bang bang)
Now bitch listen up
You won't catch me in a tux
Think you flirtin' but you pushin' your luck (bitch)
Sick of women always hittin me up (bitch)
Know for certain I ain't lookin for love
I don't want no wife, yeah (oh my god)
I don't want you, in my life, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I don't want no, wife, yeah
Yeah, I wanna, live my life
I don't want you in my life bitch (bitch)
Told you that you ain't my type bitch (bitch)
I don't need no hoes, hittin up my phone
I ain't tryna spend the night bitch, no (bitch)
I don't wanna talk to you
I ain't got nothing to say
I'm living my life and I don't want no wife
So I gotta send you on your way, ay
I gotta send you on your way, ay
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Writer(s): Carlos Garcia
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