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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackboy
Jackboy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dean Harris Hall
Dean Harris Hall
Composer
Joshua Parker
Joshua Parker
Composer
Pierre Delince
Pierre Delince
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Thomas Horton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tntxd
Tntxd
Producer
OG Parker
OG Parker
Producer
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(I'm done with love)
You know shit good just a week ago (And can I try?)
So at this point, I don't need a ho (Yeah, it just love)
Only need a hoso I could fuck her throat
I'm not a average Joe, but Lord knows he special
And he bless him, oh
You wanna go, baby, I promise you can go
But if you goin', say you gon' keep it on the low
Ain't help me make it, I'm not givin' you my dough
Not Superman, I cannot save none of you hoes
Not Superman, I can't be tryna save a bitch
Just tryna fuck and knock that bitch up off that list
Team player, I pass a assist
My dog goin' behind me just like ad-lib
She say, oh here's another, wanna cash dis
She didn't notice me until I got rich
Hey, all my love's new and I ain't have shit
But even then, I knew I wasn't average
They see my potential while lookin' for it in me
Now you see I'm winnin', lyin' tow yard, singin' in me
Why all of a sudden you so friendly?
And I'm cuttin', I want pussy, won't love you, that risky
(I'm done with love)
You know shit good just a week ago (And can I try?)
So at this point, I don't need a ho (Yeah, it just love)
Only need a ho so I could fuck her throat
I'm not a average Joe, but Lord knows he special
And he bless him, oh
You wanna go, baby, I promise you can go
But if you goin', say you gon' keep it on the low
Ain't help me make it, I'm not givin' you my dough
Not Superman, I cannot save none of you hoes
Can't not longer hold in
How I feel deep in
Feel like I gave you love for no fuckin' reason
Soon as I gave her love, that bitch started schemin'
You been plottin'
Tryna cuff a **** up like you a policeman
Tryna cuff a **** up, are you a demon?
Not gonna give away your heart, so you can leave him
Fuck no, I don't trust ho
Especially that ho, cutthroat
Make her deep-throat till her jaw sore
Make her deep-throat till her jaw sore
Love her for tonight, breakin' up with her tomorrow
(I'm done with love)
You know shit good just a week ago (And can I try?)
So at this point, I don't need a ho(Yeah, it just love)
Only need a hoso I could fuck her throat
I'm not a average Joe, but Lord knows he special
And he bless him, oh
You wanna go, baby, I promise you can go
But if you goin', say you gon' keep it on the low
Ain't help me make it, I'm not givin' you my dough
Not Superman, I cannot save none of you hoes
Written by: Dean Harris Hall, Joshua Parker, Pierre Delince, Thomas Horton
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