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No Relations Video (MV)




Performed By: TMB Smokey
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Jonathan Thomas




TMB Smokey - No Relations Lyrics




Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face
Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face

I don't want relations
I just wanna f*ck you wanna make love
Girl you said you want sum dick u better take some
When I'm f*cking you i damnnear wanna say I love you
You been telling me sum lies I can't even trust you
Bae you think you are the one
I don't trust nobody only put trust in my gun
I said when we f*cking bitch we doing it for fun
Pussy nigga know I'm bout it we can squabble one on one
We can get it poppin
One shot and I'ma drop him
Bitch you window shopping
Bitch you broke that ain't shocking
Whole line blocking
Got them pussy niggaz floppin
Throwing thumpers atta nigga wanna fight and ima box him
Pussy getting wetter
But she got a nigga fed up
Keep calling my phone and wanna f*ck shit ima let her
Boy you keep speaking on me f*ck around and you'll get set up
I ain't trippin on no hoes I'm just tryna get this cheddar

I just wanna f*ck you
You want me to love you
Baby I don't love you love you
I just wanna f*ck you
You want me to love you
Baby I don't love you love you

Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face
Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face

I'm so tired of the tired of the make up break up
When I love for real u know it ain't no fake love
Inda kitchen ima f*ckin bread baker
Getting money lil nigga what's the hate for
Fast money need it onna roll
Keep a pole
Leave yo backpack and ima snatch yo phone
You a clone
Thuggin by myself nigga I'm all alone
Run up wrong
Crack ya head open ima snatch yo dome
I'm solid as a rock
Wrist lock up as I'm whippin up this pot
Set a timer watch the clock
Wrap the pack up and send it to yo mailbox

I just wanna f*ck you wanna make love
Girl you said you want sum dick u better take some
When I'm f*cking you i damnnear wanna say I love you
You been telling me sum lies I can't even trust you
Bae you think you are the one
I don't trust nobody only put trust in my gun
I said when we f*cking bitch we doing it for fun
Pussy nigga know I'm bout it we can squabble one on one
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Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face
Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face

I don't want relations
I just wanna f*ck you wanna make love
Girl you said you want sum dick u better take some
When I'm f*cking you i damnnear wanna say I love you
You been telling me sum lies I can't even trust you
Bae you think you are the one
I don't trust nobody only put trust in my gun
I said when we f*cking bitch we doing it for fun
Pussy nigga know I'm bout it we can squabble one on one
We can get it poppin
One shot and I'ma drop him
Bitch you window shopping
Bitch you broke that ain't shocking
Whole line blocking
Got them pussy niggaz floppin
Throwing thumpers atta nigga wanna fight and ima box him
Pussy getting wetter
But she got a nigga fed up
Keep calling my phone and wanna f*ck shit ima let her
Boy you keep speaking on me f*ck around and you'll get set up
I ain't trippin on no hoes I'm just tryna get this cheddar

I just wanna f*ck you
You want me to love you
Baby I don't love you love you
I just wanna f*ck you
You want me to love you
Baby I don't love you love you

Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face
Is you finna slide today
Is you finna slide today
You want me to be yo bae
But I want you to ride my face

I'm so tired of the tired of the make up break up
When I love for real u know it ain't no fake love
Inda kitchen ima f*ckin bread baker
Getting money lil nigga what's the hate for
Fast money need it onna roll
Keep a pole
Leave yo backpack and ima snatch yo phone
You a clone
Thuggin by myself nigga I'm all alone
Run up wrong
Crack ya head open ima snatch yo dome
I'm solid as a rock
Wrist lock up as I'm whippin up this pot
Set a timer watch the clock
Wrap the pack up and send it to yo mailbox

I just wanna f*ck you wanna make love
Girl you said you want sum dick u better take some
When I'm f*cking you i damnnear wanna say I love you
You been telling me sum lies I can't even trust you
Bae you think you are the one
I don't trust nobody only put trust in my gun
I said when we f*cking bitch we doing it for fun
Pussy nigga know I'm bout it we can squabble one on one
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Writer: Jonathan Thomas
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