Really Don't Want My Love (Album Version|Edited) - Ms. Jade/Missy Elliott

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

You had me turned out

As a young buck in a caddy truck

Givin' me dough for air maxes and new traxes

It was cool when you let me breathe

After we finished layin' up you won't let me leave

D**n I'ma adult now mommy packed up the belts now

You all dumb high off the lie playin' yourself now

F**kin' up my groove watch my every move

Try and get me caught up makin' up lies that ain't true

I can't take this dumb sh*t you startin' to irk me

Layin' all them rules down like you birth me

Sh*t you the worst B all try lock me

Even got both my next door neighbors watchin' me

You gotta problem somethin' that I can't solve with you

I'm at the point when we split I will not miss you

I ain't your wife d**n sure ain't your child

Trees gettin' to you head 'cause dumb chick ain't my style

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me

I don't know what's wrong with you

Is you my dude or a detective

Try to look at it from your perspective but I can't

You wanna know where I'm goin' who I'm seein'

Who I'm meetin' what I'm eatin' what I'm doin' who I'm screwin'

Not you 'cause I can't stand how you tryin' to run me

High all day plus

You don't really even love me

'Cause if you did you would let me live

The facts will pop up in your brain

That I ain't no kid

And that no man gone tell me how to breathe

Right disease type smoke cloudin' up your mind sight

Think it's time you try again and get your little dust off

Bus off now it's time to take the f**kin' cuffs off

Go ahead smoke laugh and joke with you homies

But do me a favor when you sober don't call me

I'm finished with you I hope and pray that you ain't bitter

Used to have it goods nowadays you don't deliver

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me

You think you got me on lock

'Cause when my friends call I don't go

But this sh*t here's gotta stop

You be actin' like I'm on parole

Oh why you trippin' why you trippin'

'Cause I can't take it take it too long

Oh do you call this big pimpin'

Oh this is what you call big pimpin'

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

Now let me count it off

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me

You really don't want my love

All you do is smoke up them trees

Then you wanna try to tell me what to do

Why you wanna put a little hold on me