No Love

Maybach Music
Artillery

Are you okay, baby? Tell me something
Let's go, I'll light up, the road is not that long
Don't tell anyone where I live
Maybe my enemies want to set me up

She says I'm the best, I tell her she's abusive
Let's go to the Moon for a couple of hours
Woman, she gets pornographic

I'm going to give it to you
Baby, you're going to get wet with what I'm going to do to you

She got on all fours and said, 'Put it on me'
I punished her, I think she got excited
Don't talk to me about love, that wasn't my intention
Cristina got turned on
That was the blunt's fault

I put her on all fours and she said, 'Put it on me'
I punished her, I think she got excited
Don't talk to me about love, that wasn't my intention
Cristina got turned on
Blame it on the blunt

I don't want to love you, or love you
Nor make love
Moves like a pro in my bed
Sex, lots of heat

I'm not going to love you, or love you
Nor make love
Abusive in bed
Our witness is God

I keep punishing her between four walls
I'm so badass, I could have been a Mercedes
She likes Versace, if she likes Gucci
We keep partying with fire in the jacuzzi

Hey, bad girl, we do whatever you want
But don't fall in love because the one who falls in love gets jealous
And you're not a guard to keep me on watch
And if you're a guard, now another one relieves you

When she's about to come, she touches herself and lets me know
We're making love to be under the blanket
We have violet flowers, and they make her laugh
The same laugh that made her take off her shirt

She got on all fours and said, 'Put it on me'
I punished her, I think she got excited
Don't talk to me about love, that wasn't my intention
Cristina got turned on
That was the blunt's fault

I put her on all fours and she said, 'Put it on me'
I punished her, I think she got excited
Don't talk to me about love, that wasn't my intention
Cristina got turned on
Blame it on the blunt

I don't want to love you, or love you
Nor make love
Moves like a pro in my bed
Sex, lots of heat

I'm not going to love you, or love you
Nor make love
Abusive in bed
Our witness is God

Your boyfriend is from the movie, yes, the Batman one
Eyes squinted like Pacquiao, tell me Pacman
I can't love you, I can barely care
Lots of smoke on the Moon while I make you my woman

I cover the bill and the marijuana
Baby, everything is free for you and all your friends
The girl is on fire and says she wants to drink
I have an idea, I'm going to make you my woman

I don't want to love you, or love you
Nor make love
Moves like a pro in my bed
Sex, lots of heat

I'm not going to love you, or love you
Nor make love
Abusive in bed
Our witness is God

Maybach Music
Artillery