No Love In The Club
Nah, that's hard, I just, you just gotta bring that junt to life, for real, it ain't no love in the club.
Baby, hold up, it ain't nothin' in ya cup, baby slow up.
Man this lil' shawty bomb, she bout to blow up.
I like the way she move it on the floor, come here, lil' mama, and show me some more.
Can you drop it down and bring it back up?
Hope you didn't come here with your friends, you don't need no backup.
Baby you super bad, go ahead and act up.
I'm tryna put you in this car, yea the fast one,
Woah, yeah
Baby, this ain't like me, this a new sound.
Call of Duty, they play with you, then it's Nuke Town.
Girl, you a angel, to get to me, you must've flew down.
Got my exes stressin' and they wonderin' like, who now?
Who, who, who that?
I'm on all these niggas' head like a durag.
Who, who, you, said she gettin' in the bed, babe, I need to rest too.
Hold on, baby, wait, time out, Five star meals on your page, let me find out.
Let me see what this is hittin' on and what it's talkin' bout.
Bout to delete all my DMs and my pics and sign out.
Woah, woah, baby, hold up, it ain't nothin' in ya cup, slow up.
Lil' shawty bomb and she bout to blow up, I like the way she movin' on the floor.
Lil' mama, come here, tryna see what you workin' with, Put you in this car and get to swervin' it.
Lil' mama got these hoes upset, the way her body in this dress.
She been sneezin' all her life, the way she blessed.
Wait, hold up, she got it on the buckle.
Babe, I ain't tryna fight, I'm tryna tussle.
Lil' mama got some cake on her, it's a funnel.
Know how to cook, clean and bake, and she run too.
Hold up, baby, slow up, it ain't nothin' in ya cup, pour up.
Drop it down, bring it from the floor up.
I won't be in town long, babe, it's time to go up.
Baby Tell me what you doin' here all by yourself.
I know he left you high and dry, in search for someone else, but it ain't love, It ain't no love up in this club
It ain't love, It ain't no love up in this club, It ain't love.
It's LND baby
It's just me baby.
Baby, hold up, it ain't nothin' in ya cup, baby slow up.
Man this lil' shawty bomb, she bout to blow up.
I like the way she move it on the floor, come here, lil' mama, and show me some more.
Can you drop it down and bring it back up?
Hope you didn't come here with your friends, you don't need no backup.
Baby you super bad, go ahead and act up.
I'm tryna put you in this car, yea the fast one,
Woah, yeah
Baby, this ain't like me, this a new sound.
Call of Duty, they play with you, then it's Nuke Town.
Girl, you a angel, to get to me, you must've flew down.
Got my exes stressin' and they wonderin' like, who now?
Who, who, who that?
I'm on all these niggas' head like a durag.
Who, who, you, said she gettin' in the bed, babe, I need to rest too.
Hold on, baby, wait, time out, Five star meals on your page, let me find out.
Let me see what this is hittin' on and what it's talkin' bout.
Bout to delete all my DMs and my pics and sign out.
Woah, woah, baby, hold up, it ain't nothin' in ya cup, slow up.
Lil' shawty bomb and she bout to blow up, I like the way she movin' on the floor.
Lil' mama, come here, tryna see what you workin' with, Put you in this car and get to swervin' it.
Lil' mama got these hoes upset, the way her body in this dress.
She been sneezin' all her life, the way she blessed.
Wait, hold up, she got it on the buckle.
Babe, I ain't tryna fight, I'm tryna tussle.
Lil' mama got some cake on her, it's a funnel.
Know how to cook, clean and bake, and she run too.
Hold up, baby, slow up, it ain't nothin' in ya cup, pour up.
Drop it down, bring it from the floor up.
I won't be in town long, babe, it's time to go up.
Baby Tell me what you doin' here all by yourself.
I know he left you high and dry, in search for someone else, but it ain't love, It ain't no love up in this club
It ain't love, It ain't no love up in this club, It ain't love.
It's LND baby
It's just me baby.
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Writer(s): Justin Wilson
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