Don't Love No Bitches

This song was alleged to be
On "Melvin Flynt" but is
Not on the final release version
Possibly from a bootleg

Yo all y'all bitches can pay
For your own drink echo
You got real finger nails, pay yo' own rent
You don't need nobody to do shit for you
Go home i want them Ringworm bitches
Dirt bomb project hoes
Yea oh yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
You want me to tell you why?
Lets do it like this!yo

I was in love like a motherfuker
Licking the bra-tons
My homies use to tell me that she was no good
But I'm da manic in black
N-O-R's ease whores
So I figga niggas wouldn't fuck with mines
Guess what I got caught up by one time
And I'm back on my fucking way to county jail
Niggas tell ome on da streets
That my pussy for sale
Peter Pipper, pick a pepper
Yo I'm Peter Pay par
And I don't give a fuck as long as I ball
Answer the phone like "Shit
Bitch why do you call?"
Fast foward now skip da scene
Some of the best pussy that I ever got
Nigga right in Queens yo I'mma Lefrak nigga
And that's right in between
QB and Jamaica niggas know what I mean
Shorties wanna try and get
Me for enormous creme i don't forget no one
I put them all with the team i say

4x's yo yo I just don't love no bitches
I jus don't love no hoe hoe's

Bitches tried to shit on me and make history
Supposely, I was the man da
Man that was supposely
Getting the Jump-Off, Jumped-Off
In the Jump-Off, with the Jump-Off
Let's jump it off
Pergalate, All my niggas get high
And half baked
Mr nice guy catch me with the smiley face
Pounds of weed, for 96hundred, I'm blunted
Bitches wanna give me head, head
Give me I want it from the ugly one's to
The one's that's pretty
Victor, Victory just like P-Diddy
Melvyn Flynt now I jus take it city
Yo I'mma real hustler
Front up in your committee
They use to call me nasty boy, Mr titties
I'm like unlimited, see y'all little biddies
We like hungry Pitbulls out
To get your kiddies
We like hungry Pitbulls out
To get your kiddies

Yo I say, I just don't love no bitches
I just don't love no hoe hoe's

(Yo ayyio) You ain't getting my money (ain't)
You ain't getting my jewels (nope)
You ain't getting my ring (Not today)
So silly hoe you lose (not at a time)

Ayyio, cross collaborzation on your album kid
I do a one off and still get a million kid
Why you got a record deal
Wonder why that you're broke
Bet your lawyer askes question like
"Why do you smoke?"
You need to stop getting high
Pay attention and croak
It's a whole lot of money
Yo it ain't no joke you gone get laid
You don't even wanna get get paid
You want the rhyme light kid
You wouldn't know what to say
You don't even really care
Dat nobody trust you
Why all y'all players, play
I rather just hustle
You didn't know I use my
Brain or flex a muscle
Knick Knack, Patty Whack, give a dog a bone
Add a mllion more niggas
When Capone come home
2 thousand deep at da club, bottle wit chrome
You need to move out the way
Nigga move out the zone
Neptunes lace the beats and I took it home
I say

Yea dedicated to Snoop Dog, Daz, and Kurupt
And da Dog Pound Gangsta, N-O-R-E sign out
Thugged Out