This is a song about love
Yeah
But it's not a good love
It's not a real love
And if your love sounds like this
Then that ain't love
When I work, puttin' hard days
That's how I keep these bills paid
At my crib, things go my way
Don't give a damn about what your girlfriends say
When I come home, ain't no waitin'
Should have my dinner on my plate and
Clear the table when my meal is done
And break me off, girl, when I roll some
Break me off, girl, when I roll some
Girlfriend, don't let him watch you like that
That ain't love
You bet your own bills, got your own car
Got your own crib, you got it like that
That ain't love
He can cook and serve his own damn meals
And if you don't, some other drink will
That ain't love
Walk away, waitin', girlfriend
Better yet, you better run
Cause that ain't love
See, in my house, that's how it's gotta be
New, I'm a new girl
Thuggin' when you met me
So you know that I don't play around
Girl, don't make me put my Mac hand down
If you want me to be real with you
You better do the things I tell you to
So don't be trippin', just respect me
Cause in my house, that's how it's gotta be
Girlfriend, he's tryin' to run a game on you
That ain't love
Now rules from the house, that's how it's gotta be
Old school, tryin' to make a claim on you
That ain't love
Bad boys ain't nothin' but trouble
Your mama used to say to you
That ain't love
And if it ain't, it ends on you
Gonna be trouble for true
Cause that ain't love
Listen here, ain't no talk back
Ain't got no time for no tip or tap
Girl, you know I'm where your place is at
So you better recognize
Recognize that
See, I'm a player from the old school
And in my house, it's just the same old rule
So don't be trippin', just respect me
Cause in my house, that's how it's gotta be
Days and weeks go by
You love me, baby
I've been good to you
And still, here's a reason for your tears
Why you let it treat you so bad?
Don't let nobody
Play it for the fool
Think about me, baby
Can't help believing
It'll be different this time
Cause there's no prize, no
That ain't love
That's my love, baby
That ain't love, no, no, no, no
Give up everything you have
What you talkin' bout, baby?
You're a little bit of that
Friend's got you hangin'
Don't know what they're talkin' bout
No, baby
Don't let him put his hands on you
Trouble for two
Trouble for two, baby
So now, baby
Where you goin'?