We Don’t Love ’Em lyrics

[Intro: Top Dogg]
Y'knowI'msayin?
Went from handcuffin hoes, to just f*ckin the b*tches haha
Lil' Chris, yeah, check it out though, it goes like this though

Now I'm suited and booted, it's just another hot day
Rollin around on the phone mackin to this b*tch' Fay
Who I been tryin ta f*ck since the ninth grade
Now she's on the phone cos she knows a n*gga's paid
The big payoff, I'm bout to pay this b*tch back
Get her f*cked up and then I'ma kill her cat from the back
Cos I be showin no mercy to the c*ck
I'm bout to raid this motherf*cker like it was a spot (open up the c*ck I'm coming in)
So I tell a b*tch, "Meet me at the mall
I be in the cut, callin ???? where they're sellin basketball"
So I meet Fay, ain't even no competition
I'm already f*ckin his b*tch on the flo' in the kitchen
When it comes to the pus*y like Michael (ooh yeah) I'm Bad
The b*tch was cool, I know the c*ck was mad
She said "There is it cool?", yeah baby don't trip no doubt
Then I told the b*tch (BEEITCH) get the f*ck out!

[Chorus x2]
We don't love em', we don't need em'
We don't love em', we don't need em'
We don't love em', we don't need em'
"Break your sh*t and get up"
I gets a page from the homegirl Yvonne
Not just a homegirl but a freak in heat, like the sun
I want to cool her off so I asked "What's poppin?"
She want me to come over and have her f*ckin room knocked
It's like a track meet, cos I race a run to the ho
But before I f*cked her asked the b*tch for some doe
So she paid me (I f*cked her), then she laid me (I stuck her)
When she touched my ass (Mistake that b*tch for a buster)
It happened so fast, don't remember what I saw
b*tch in the kitchen holdin an ice pad on her jaw
My fault, y'know how I gets in that situation
Playin with this b*tch' mind like some PlayStation
I heard the door knob then I looked at the ho
A n*gga bout 7 feet, standin in the do'
So I threw the b*tch across and cold knocked his ass out
Then I slid on my sh*t and I was out that b*tch house

[Chorus]

It's '9-9, that's the way I see these hoes
I'm not buyin dinner, jewelry and brand new clothes
f*ck the dumb sh*t, it's time to get rich
And later on get a woman I wouldn't call a b*tch
But for now, that's what I'm livin for
And favorite words to a b*tch, is "f*ck a ho!"
But once again it's on with this b*tch named Miss di*k
Holdin nuts in her mouth like some f*ckin biscuits
Cos she say they melt in her mouth, not in her hand
That's the type of sh*t that makes me a one-night-stand man
Be bouncin on the c*ck, like I'm on switches
Huffin and puffin, f*ckin and diggin up ditches
Girl went outta town, she went down south
In a town of unzipped jeans and di*ks in her mouth
That's the sh*t I love to do everyday with a b*tch
f*ck, get paid, then have em' dismissed
Chorus (x2)