YG – No Love Lyrics

[Intro: Suga Free]
Hey now, say it now, how do you do?
I am your friendly neighborhood player partner Suga Free
This is my nephew YG
Kick back, relax, and enjoy the fuckin’ show

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you a story ’bout this bitch I used to fuck
Lil’ mama at the crib so we kept it on a hush
Lil’ baby was a vibe, to my life, she was a plus
She just got fucked and sucked dick, she ain’t fuss
Nasty bitch, she goggled the nut
Then she swallowed the nut, I’m like, “That’s what’s up”
Was ‘posed to keep it on the low, but that was hard as fuck
‘Cause she the type of bitch you pop out with just to stunt
Yeah, everythin’ was good ’til it was all bad
The moment I ain’t buy her a bag, the bitch was sad
The moment I ain’t inflate her ass, the bitch was mad
Had the nerve to ask for Bentley with the digital dash
She said if she was with her ex, that’s what she would’ve had
I’m like, “Bitch, that’s your problem, you stuck in the past”
She like, “Never again, you won’t get this ass”
Hahaha, hahaha, all I could do is laugh

[Chorus]
Ain’t no love in the heart of my city
These hoes is Ms. Piggy’s, it ain’t no love in this town
Ain’t no love in the heart of my city
These hoes all about the Benji’s, that’s why I get around

[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ on a R&B singer
But her name don’t start with a K, this bitch a diva
The bitch wanted me to fly private to Geneva
She wanted me to go round two and pick up sneakers
She be on a high horse, treat her like a zebra
She indecisive and I know why, she’s a Libra
She be doin’ the most like she the shit
Found out she couldn’t sing without autotune, had to leave her
How you move to Hollywood and act Hollywood?
You don’t know yourself, but you know that molly good
Man, I was tryna get you substance
Saw you weren’t ready so I made adjustments
Damn (Damn), my other bitch don’t know nothin’ but get the pants
We was outside protestin’ for George Floyd
She was inside butt-naked for OnlyFans

[Chorus]
Ain’t no love in the heart of my city
These hoes is Ms. Piggy’s, it ain’t no love in this town
Ain’t no love in the heart of my city
These hoes all about the Benji’s, that’s why I get around

[Interlude: Suga Free]
Yeah, pimp ain’t a motherfuckin’ pornstar
But I swear to God, sometimes, bitch
I fuck the taste out your motherfuckin’ mouth
Yeah, I am your friendly neighborhood player partner
Suga motherfuckin’ Free
When nobody else left in the world to pimp
I end up pimpin’ to me
Hey now, say now
Bitch, I’m ninety-nine-nine-nine-nine-thousand-nine-hundred dollars away from gettin’ me one of them
Uh, bitch, don’t stand so close to me
Love don’t love no motherfuckin’ body, nigga
Either you believe these is world hand grenades or you don’t
You know what I mean?

[Chorus: YG & Suga Free]
Ain’t no love (Shit), in the heart of my city (Hahaha)
These hoes is Ms. Piggy’s, it ain’t no love in this town
(What the fuck I look like doin’ it for an indictment, an indictment?)
Ain’t no love in the heart of my city
(I ain’t never got caught with no pimpin’, nothin’ to do with sendin’ notes, bitch)
These hoes all about the Benji’s, that’s why I get around
(Never, never, never)

[Outro: Suga Free]
Pimps don’t get caught for pimpin’
They get caught for mispimpin’, nigga
And I ain’t never mispimped a day in my motherfuckin’ life (Never)
It ain’t on record, nigga
Suga motherfuckin’ Free
Fell in a box of glitter when I was little, motherfucker
My mama said I’ve been shinin’ ever since then
Fuck outta here, ain’t no love, bitch
Break your heart and do it again, bitch
Give me some motherfuckin’ money