Gangsta Boo Love Don't Live Letras:
[Chorus]
You abandoned me
Love don't live here anymore
Just a vacancy
Love don't live here anymore

[Talking]
This is dedicated to all of my ladies in relations
Peep this out

[Verse 1]
I'm a lady who be keepin' it real, you don't care
Take time out, see how I feel
When I be ridin' in the SUV, I'm thinkin' of you
When I be rollin up a fat one, boy I'm thinkin' of you
You got me goin' like uuuuuhhhh
I'm feelin' the rush, I like the stuff
let's get buck in the back of the truck, so boy whussup?
It's whatever when it comes down to you
Well it was, until you made it clear that I ain't for you
You just abandoned me, you left me strandedly
Heart broke, constantly
Hearin' love songs on the radio, that remind me of you
They say a gangsta ain't 'posed to cry
When I'm sheddin' tears and I'm a gangsta until I die
I'm tellin' you boy, they say no pain then no gain
Now they call me playa because you teachin' me all yo game
I say I ain't change, but then again just peep me out
(Talking)
Ay yo, I don't think this gonna work...
You know what I'm sayin? You need to get out

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[Verse 2]
Just be a man about it, you don't have to lie to me
Playa leave my house, you can gone on away from me
Playa get your car keys, get all your clothes too
Man that's my credit card, hold up that's my bank book
While you out here cheatin' on me, I'm
gettin my own creepin' on
(Nigga talkin') Ay girl, why you ain't answerin
Hmmm why cause I was gone
Boo about a hard kill, pay her own light bill
I don't need you, got a new man for my pleasure still
Baby I'm a mack, mister you ain't heard my real name?
Mrs. Pimpin' Dissin suckas who approach me lame
If you wanna play, get in the shower stroke yo'self
I ain't the one to be messed with, pimpin' to my death
Get in it get out, remember how that used to be?
I would get so pleased when you come
and bring your love to me
But that's the past now, no more freaky tail nights
No more sexiness on some X, no more late nights

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[Verse 3]
I ain't tryina get caught up in yo games
Personally, I think that you are lame
Whachu doin' every now and then when you wanna hit
I ain't givin' you a bit, you'll be just another trick
On my list of bustas, diamond clusters
Rings, old game used to be so not told
With yo' frozen heart, boy you tore my soul apart
My first ex-partner, ballin heavy from the block
Wit your seven karat rock, give it to me don't you stop
I keep fallin' for you, hypnotized out you get my props
But now I'm single, lady back tight
I ain't tryin to date a gigolo, men ain't right
He wanna cut now, he wanna cut later
He ain't called you then, he ain't call you later
That's how it goes, I'm out the door, holla back
Hit me on my 2 Way when you ready
That's that on that

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