Broken Hearted Pro Lyrics - I Don't Want Her

Broken Hearted Pro - I Don't Want Her

Why you mad at her
Just cause you though she was loyal
Told your bitch don't book me
I ain't tryna pay for lawyers
I said I'm from PG County
She said she was from Daytona
When I met your bitch
She fucked me for less than a quarter
I don't want her
I don't want her no
I don't want her
No I don't want her no
I don't want her
I don't want her no
I don't want her
No I don't want her no
Y'all was supposed to be in love
What you think you Kevin Gates
Got a choppa with a long dick
Bitch just levitate
You said you was gone eat my food
But that's a hefty plate
Told you better get glad
That full metal jacket straight, yeah yeah
Gas so strong you can taste the weed
Niggas got they hand out
And you could taste the greed
You can tell it's mad tricks
Up these haters' sleeves
Like they doing back-flips
On their hands and knees
She was gone fuck the clique just to chase the cheese
Told her bitch go flip a brick and you can pay the fees
Niggas tryna peep game just to lay the steez
Told that hoe to kick rocks for I aim and squeeze
Driving in with your car
But you leaving with two wheels
They say pro you too blunt
Like Negan and Lucille
I ain't tryna sign no Roosevelt
Fuck a new deal
I'm just tryna roll a couple blunts
And eat a couple meals
Damn
Why you mad at her
Just cause you though she was loyal
Told your bitch don't book me
I ain't tryna pay for lawyers
I said I'm from PG County
She said she was from Daytona
When I met your bitch
She fucked me for less than a quarter
I don't want her
I don't want her no
I don't want her
No I don't want her no
I don't want her
I don't want her no
I don't want her
No I don't want her no
I don't want her
No I don't want her
If she ain't loyal to you
Then why the fuck would I want her
I got my own, so
Why the fuck would I bother
But your bitch still gone, 'cause
All my diamonds is water
Woah
I don't understand that shit
Real love and loyalty don't exist
How you putting all of your faith in a bitch
I put mine in my talent
Something that'll make me rich
Woah
She fuck with you it's gold on you wrist
But when it's all said and done
She'll leave you in the sticks
Down on your luck
Out of all your shit
Now you even more mad
'Cause she fucked the whole clique
Damn
Why you mad at her
Just cause you though she was loyal
Told your bitch don't book me
I ain't tryna pay for lawyers
I said I'm from PG County
She said she was from Daytona
When I met your bitch
She fucked me for less than a quarter
I don't want her
I don't want her no
I don't want her
No I don't want her no
I don't want her
I don't want her no
I don't want her
No I don't want her no

Written by:
Darrien Woodson

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