No Label
Ahhh
Ahhh
Now that I got you in front me I gotta let you know
That you're giving me this feeling that I've never felt before
You are smart, you're sharp
And most of all you're very beautiful
And if there's any strings attached oh girl
We gotta let em go
Don't need no label
Don't need no label ooh
Cuz you're not even my girlfriend
But you're practically my wife
This the type of situationship I'm needing in my life
Don't need no
We about to turn the summer up
Who the fuck is hot as us
No one fucking hot as us
Everywhere we go we gon need to cop the party bus
Cuz it's a lot of us
We jaguar packin this bitch
Got my whole team with me and we stackin and shit
Poppin bottles like we just won a championship
All the people they be hatin but they grabbin the dick
Who woulda thought we would have lived like this?
I didn't
But okay tho
I guess I'm not shit if you say so
But I don't care what you say so
Put on some bogetta, bogetta veneta baby
Now you really talking my lingo
Let's make a lil mesa
Id rather fuck you on the table
While I'm rubbing all on yo navel
I can promise you some sex
But I can't promise I'll be faithful
Don't need no label
Don't need no label ooh
Cuz you're not even my girlfriend
But you're practically my wife
This the type of situationship I'm needing in my life
Don't need no
Ahh
We don't need no label on it
Independent how we movin label homie
Dress me up and groom me, Gucci made a honor
And they can tell that you be on that business
Bitch I need my pesos
Independent movin like label
I be over here and we stable
These niggas do K Roll
Girl can put you on my payroll
If you can suck a slug out of a Draco
Baby I, baby I
Baby I call, you ain't pick it up
Chanel fit you extra small, help you zip it up
Lady bag from Dior is this big enough?
Niggas throwin dirt till they dog gotta dig em up
You want me to put you in my story like a narrator
Condo got stories, need an elevator
We be fuckin on the floors and staircases
And what's mine could be yours, but there's still no label
We gon turn the summer up
Need no label
We'll turn the summer up
We about to
We about to
Turn the, turn the summer up
We jaguar packin this bitch
I said we gon turn the, we gon turn the summer up
We about to turn the summer up
We gon turn the summer up
And we jaguar packin this bitch
Ahh
Ahhh
Now that I got you in front me I gotta let you know
That you're giving me this feeling that I've never felt before
You are smart, you're sharp
And most of all you're very beautiful
And if there's any strings attached oh girl
We gotta let em go
Don't need no label
Don't need no label ooh
Cuz you're not even my girlfriend
But you're practically my wife
This the type of situationship I'm needing in my life
Don't need no
We about to turn the summer up
Who the fuck is hot as us
No one fucking hot as us
Everywhere we go we gon need to cop the party bus
Cuz it's a lot of us
We jaguar packin this bitch
Got my whole team with me and we stackin and shit
Poppin bottles like we just won a championship
All the people they be hatin but they grabbin the dick
Who woulda thought we would have lived like this?
I didn't
But okay tho
I guess I'm not shit if you say so
But I don't care what you say so
Put on some bogetta, bogetta veneta baby
Now you really talking my lingo
Let's make a lil mesa
Id rather fuck you on the table
While I'm rubbing all on yo navel
I can promise you some sex
But I can't promise I'll be faithful
Don't need no label
Don't need no label ooh
Cuz you're not even my girlfriend
But you're practically my wife
This the type of situationship I'm needing in my life
Don't need no
Ahh
We don't need no label on it
Independent how we movin label homie
Dress me up and groom me, Gucci made a honor
And they can tell that you be on that business
Bitch I need my pesos
Independent movin like label
I be over here and we stable
These niggas do K Roll
Girl can put you on my payroll
If you can suck a slug out of a Draco
Baby I, baby I
Baby I call, you ain't pick it up
Chanel fit you extra small, help you zip it up
Lady bag from Dior is this big enough?
Niggas throwin dirt till they dog gotta dig em up
You want me to put you in my story like a narrator
Condo got stories, need an elevator
We be fuckin on the floors and staircases
And what's mine could be yours, but there's still no label
We gon turn the summer up
Need no label
We'll turn the summer up
We about to
We about to
Turn the, turn the summer up
We jaguar packin this bitch
I said we gon turn the, we gon turn the summer up
We about to turn the summer up
We gon turn the summer up
And we jaguar packin this bitch
Ahh
Credits
Writer(s): Raziel Turner, Rodney Brown Jr.
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.