PaperPlatoon - No Love For Me lyrics

(What kind of soup you making?) [Chorus: Rick Ross] Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box [Hook] I tried to hide my feelings inside But blind men can see that there's no love for me [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Got on all my ice, talkin' cash Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips She got on all my ice, talkin' cash Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips She down to ride and deserves a boss who down to provide We run the streets but on G-5's, I'm talkin' fly Boots and blue jeans, Cartier, newer rings You with a big boy, so we do the big things Had to valet park it, chanel hoodie on [Hook] I tried to hide my feelings inside But blind men can see that there's no love for me [Chorus: Rick Ross] Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box [Hook] I tried to hide my feelings inside But blind men can see that there's no love for me [Verse 2: Spark] Sippin' soup, in the back of the coupe with the eyes on you Never red eyes like my eye Piru Homie, we don't drive by, k**er we just drive through With a little illegal firearm up in my palm Then we run up on so-called thugs and fake dons Took his gold watch and his fake ones Get his torch, hit her like a Pokemon's Motherf**er, I'm slapping my b**h If they get in my biz, I be slapping my kids Have a half a heart, the other half don't exist If I find that motherf**er tell him I don't need it I'm with this syrup splashin' Records blowin' up man police trackin' Better show up on parole, they askin' Why the f** this drug test got a damn reaction? Spark It's Paper Platoon man [Hook] I tried to hide my feelings inside But blind men can see that there's no love for me [Chorus: Rick Ross] Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box [Hook] I tried to hide my feelings inside But blind men can see that there's no love for me [Verse 3: Lil B] Young Based God, came in with the ballers Iced out chain, b**h, I'm rich off that same sh** Young Based God, came in with the ballers Iced out chain, b**h, I'm rich off that same sh** Sixty-five hoes on my dick, b**h, it's Christmas Straight Westside, Bay Area b**h, I'll grave em Pretty boy sh**, Based God finna hang em Armed like a cradle and you n***as can't stop me [Hook] I tried to hide my feelings inside But blind men can see that there's no love for me [Chorus: Rick Ross] Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop Big black n***a in a icey watch Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop [Verse 4: Usher] Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me (It's Paper Platoon man) Don't talk about it, be about it, let me see (We getting this money all day) Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me (Get at me for that molly baby) Don't talk about it, be about it, let me see [Verse 5: Spark Master Tape] Yeah, cash, money, b**hes, uh Yeah, cash, money, b**hes, uh Chicken soup (woop, woop, uh) You know we out here cooking this soup man Cans all on the floor right now, motherf**er [Hook] I tried to hide my feelings inside But blind men can see that there's no love for me