Lyrics and translation
Original
Nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got
Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes who know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the furs and all the flowers
Haters, they kill a bitch, I drop for jewelry, not the gabbin'
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
What's my favorite sport? A Maserati
Brown and terrier, it's twenty with my body-ody
This nigga steppin', thinkin' 'bout me, goin' la-di-da-di
Don't be stingy, boy, make me a Maserati mommy
He think he special, but he only know what I been showin'
He think I'm stupid bad like I don't know this nigga horny
But I been shockin' for a minute, they just did my tourin'
Don't let him have a fresh cut of cash, I'm likely goin'
Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes who know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the furs and all the flowers
Haters, they kill a bitch, I drop for jewelry, not the gabbin'
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
I'm the realest bitch, niggas faker than some pleather
Said he blowin' up my phone to say what's up, I said whatever
Got 'em bitin' on my style, feelin' Mitchell like a sweater
'Cause they wanna take my spot, but ho
You can't 'cause you could never
Can't trust my bitches in the past, I know I'm better
Got money on me that I'll make it like a batter
If your baby checkin' bed, you gotta let her
If that nigga say he love me, go explain it in a letter
Nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got
I hate these niggas, like, for real
Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes who know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the furs and all the flowers
Haters, they kill a bitch, I drop for jewelry, not the gabbin'
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
They dirty as fuck, ugly as fuck, like
Pay my bills or don't come around
No money, broken
Broken
English translation
Nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got
Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes who know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the furs and all the flowers
Haters, they kill a bitch, I drop for jewelry, not the gabbin'
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
What's my favorite sport? A Maserati
Brown and terrier, it's twenty with my body-ody
This nigga steppin', thinkin' 'bout me, goin' la-di-da-di
Don't be stingy, boy, make me a Maserati mommy
He think he special, but he only know what I been showin'
He think I'm stupid bad like I don't know this nigga horny
But I been shockin' for a minute, they just did my tourin'
Don't let him have a fresh cut of cash, I'm likely goin'
Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes who know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the furs and all the flowers
Haters, they kill a bitch, I drop for jewelry, not the gabbin'
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
I'm the realest bitch, niggas faker than some pleather
Said he blowin' up my phone to say what's up, I said whatever
Got 'em bitin' on my style, feelin' Mitchell like a sweater
'Cause they wanna take my spot, but ho
You can't 'cause you could never
Can't trust my bitches in the past, I know I'm better
Got money on me that I'll make it like a batter
If your baby checkin' bed, you gotta let her
If that nigga say he love me, go explain it in a letter
Nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got nothin' but love for you, honey (Yeah, whatever)
I got nothin' but love for you, baby (Uh-huh)
I got
I hate these niggas, like, for real
Uh-huh, yeah, nigga, whatever
You talkin' 'bout you love me, ain't shit changin' but the weather
I got niggas that the hoes who know they just might flock together
You can't style on the queen, I got the furs and all the flowers
Haters, they kill a bitch, I drop for jewelry, not the gabbin'
I laugh you out while you yellin', that's my pleasure
You tried to play, now I'ma drag and do it better
I ain't stressin' over no ho, bitch, I'm pressure
They dirty as fuck, ugly as fuck, like
Pay my bills or don't come around
No money, broken
Broken