Really Don't Want My Love Lyrics - Ms. Jade

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

You had me turned out as a young buck in a caddy truck 

Givin' me dough for air maxes and new traxes 

It was cool when you let me breathe 

After we finished layin' up, you won't let me leave 

Damn I'ma adult now, mommy packed up the belts now 

You all dumb high off the lie, playin' yourself now 

Fuckin' up my groove, watch my every move 

Try and get me caught up, makin' up lies that ain't true 

I can't take this dumb shit, you startin' to irk me 

Layin' all them rules down like you birth me 

Shit you the worst B, all try lock me 

Even got both my next door neighbors watchin' me 

You gotta problem, somethin' that I can't solve with ya 

I'm at the point when we split I will not miss ya 

I ain't your wife, damn sure ain't your child 

Trees gettin' to ya head 'cuz dumb chick ain't my style 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me? 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me? 

I don't know what's wrong with you, is you my dude or a detective 

Try to look at it from your perspective but I can't 

You wanna know where I'm goin', who I'm seein' 

Who I'm meetin', what I'm eatin', what I'm doin', who I'm screwin' 

Not you 'cuz I can't stand how you tryin' to run me 

High all day, plus you don't really even love me 

'Cuz if you did you would let me live 

The facts will pop up in your brain that I ain't no kid 

And that no man gon' tell me how to breathe 

Right disease type, smoke cloudin' up your mind sight 

Think it's time you try again and get your little dust off 

Bus off, now it's time to take the fuckin' cuffs off 

Go ahead, smoke laugh and joke with ya homies 

But do me a favor when you sober don't call me 

I'm finished with ya, I hope and pray that you ain't bitter 

Used to have it goods, nowadays you don't deliver 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me? 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me? 

You think you got me on lock 

'Cuz when my friends call I don't go 

But this shit here's gotta stop 

You be actin' like I'm on parole 

Oh, why you trippin', why you trippin'? 

'Cuz I can't take it, take it too long 

Oh, do you call this big pimpin'? 

Oh, this is what you call big pimpin'? 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me? 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me? 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

Now let me count it off 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me? 

You really don't want my love 

All you do is smoke up them trees 

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do 

Why you wanna put a little hold on me?