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The Notorious B.I.G. - Love No Ho (Original Demo Version)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Sample
Joe Sample
Songwriter
John Guerin
John Guerin
Songwriter
Larry Carlton
Larry Carlton
Songwriter
Max Bennett
Max Bennett
Songwriter
Thomas Scott
Thomas Scott
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mister Cee
Mister Cee
Producer
The Hitman DJ 50 Gran
The Hitman DJ 50 Gran
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Lyin' in my bed, I'm lookin' at four walls
Echo in my head sayin' I got a lot of gall
Grippin' my cap, my pen in my teeth
Thinking what this **** said, she called me a thief
She said I stole her heart, and didn't leave a trace
I told her I was sorry, and she said, "Get out my face"
Walked out my door with my Walkman in my pocket
Playin' "Love Is a House", and thinkin' how she jocked it
Pussy had the key to open up my door
Adore that Prince scan that brought me on the floor
I know that she loved me, I couldn't ever fake it
I say, "Go buy a pie", the girl would go bake it
Makin' a record was important to me
More important than her, that's what made her flee, see
The mistake was not payin' no mind
All her posse said we was two of a kind
[Verse 2]
I call her 'bout twice, your sister said you're broke
She said when you left, your ears was full of smoke
Chokin' on a cigarette, you don't even smoke
Jumped in the train station, put in a token
Coulda been my partner, amigo, my peer
Just waitin' for them three words that all girls wanna hear
"I love you", huh, you would start to cry if
I would reply with "ILY"
Then I tell your friends that you played me out
Said I wound't say, "I love you", just to make you shout
So I call the seven digits that would pick up your phone
Your sister picked it up and said that you wasn't home
I heard you in the back cryin' up a storm
Screamin' how you wish that I never was born
"I hate him, I hate him", that's what you kept sayin'
"She'll come to her senses", is what I kept prayin'
But now I'm gonna lay the cards on the line
Just say that you hate me, or say that you're mine
I said, "When I played ball you was in the stand
When I was sick, you held my hand
It was hard to say before, but now I can
****, I love no ****, **** you"
[Verse 3]
I don't give a **** about you
Take a long walk off a short pier, ****
Tryna to take bankrolls
Bum **** outta here, 50, man
Now check this
[Verse 4]
Come to my crib, she say, "B.I.G. listen
I don't like the way you been dissin'"
Feel like I been kissin' other **** 'cause my lips feel chapped
I tell you, "It's from the ****", you ain't tryna hear that
Now I'm Henny'd up like a ****, what's the riff?
Who I'm sleeping with? I ain't got the time
To shoot the gift to **** who tryna take bankroll
I ain't **** nobody, case closed
You hit the lights and decide to doze off
No kiss goodnight, didn't take your clothes off
And my **** is harder than a rock
Nobody to ****block but you's a hard rock
[Verse 5]
The **** you think I am, ****?
I ain't got no time to play, I ain't got nothin' to say
Bounce out the crib, just to see my man 50
And what's up with B.I.G. and the O.G.B.
You know they keep plenty hookers
And I ain't a bad looker
So I see the **** that I like, yeah, ooh, **** is cool
Written by: C. Wallace, Joe Sample, John Guerin, Larry Carlton, Max Bennett, The Notorious B.I.G., Thomas Scott
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