Lyrics to Nothing For Me
Nothing For Me Video:
How you gon say you love me?
How you gon say you love me
You don't do nothing for me
Why your face lookin funny?
Why your face lookin funny?
You don't do nothing for me
Think you dealin with a dummy?
Think you dealin with a dummy?
You don't do nothing for me
You ain't coughin up the money
You ain't coughin up the money
You don't do nothing for me

You know you ain't never did nothing for me
You never greased my scalp
You never called me a Uber
You never picked no fruits for a nigga

Why you think I need you?
Cuz we cute when we cuff on the gram for the people
Inbox in my phone stay peaceful got you thinkin you the only man that i speak to
You know you never got the leaked news
For the mirror selfie[?] with the lingerie see-through
I learned to do no what he don't do what I go through and you can't stay I ain't told you

It's what I do it when I do it
They say I do it right
Where you be? I can't see you ma
Cuz all you do is high
I'm bovin bitch so I try at the block as hot tonight
The vibe is light, the night the night gotta plot to get it poppin
Doin some shoppin coppin fronto in the gyptian cotton
I got that work fruits veggies
Let me get to choppin[?]
Chop the broccoli like bricks of Colombiana don't bring the drama I got them scissors ...
Imma rain above it

How you gon say you love me dude? When you saw me at the

You turned the cheek and proceeded to party with the freaks
Why you can't keep it cute can you keep in me but your undercover lovers up under my pharaoh sheets

Sleepin in my bed got Dru Hill on repeat
Now my mood too rude, my attitude not sweet
I can't trust these fools, just get the hell away from me
I'm screamin, "fuck these dudes, no appetite for the D!"

How you gon say you love me?
How you gon say you love me
You don't do nothing for me
Why your face lookin funny?
Why your face lookin funny?
You don't do nothing for me
Think you dealin with a dummy?
Think you dealin with a dummy?
You don't do nothing for me
You ain't coughin up the money
You ain't coughin up the money
You don't do nothing for me

You don't do nothing for me ...

Lemon lust mixed with ice cubes cuz the feelin strong
Lurkin social media now the feeling's gone
Shoutout to potential papis who did me wrong?
Who stopped me? Defi-not-ly [...]
Your new shawty is not me I'm on
Your choice and quality too montonous
Join me on this journey through Junglepussy Metropolis
I got this yearnin for a story to see how I profit
You tryna grow or get low in the gossip?

Who you know? Everybody know who got hits, who might miss, who topless, who liked whose pics?
He had the sweatpants with the eggplant print
I swear no need to stare, so sexy I gotta squinch?
Transitionion with the tint, lucid dreamin scheamin on penis, fuckin feedin them shrimps
Zetus lapetus, plead to Jesus, I pray my daughter's a natural born diva, Aretha, Nina, and not the kind of chick waiting for a bus to deliver

How you gon say you love me?
How you gon say you love me
You don't do nothing for me
Why your face lookin funny?
Why your face lookin funny?
You don't do nothing for me
Think you dealin with a dummy?
Think you dealin with a dummy?
You don't do nothing for me
You ain't coughin up the money
You ain't coughin up the money
You don't do nothing for me

You don't do nothing for me ...
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