Текст Rich Homie Quan – Love Don’t Cost A Thing

I say before I go to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to take
If I were to die off in my sleep I pray I see them Heaven’s Gates
Everyday I drop down to my knees
Don’t know what tomorrow bring

Love don’t cost a thing but that pussy do
Make ’em spit in chain that’s what pussy do
I just want her brain, heard it bulletproof
Bitch don’t say my name, you know what I do
Bitch why you playing childish games, I ain’t Dr. Seuss
Tryna kill me, Tom Cruise, Mission Impossible
I know that I gotta go
Make a little money, I got to dough
Tell me who is better than me, I gots to know
I-I gots to go hard on these niggas
Why try when you know you ain’t part of this you nigga
Tryna take it between her legs like Vince Carter nigga
And drop down to my knees every night

I say before I go to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to take
If I were to die off in my sleep I pray I see them Heaven’s Gates
Everyday I drop down to my knees
Don’t know what tomorrow bring
Ion spend no money on these bitches
Cause love don’t cost a thing
Love don’t cost a thing, love don’t cost a thing

Love don’t cost a thing, no Nick Cannon baby
I don’t even know her name but she got her panties taken, by me
I told her she can’t fuck nobody til she ran in by me
Fell in love with me she don’t wonder why ?
That shit for sure
Made her a promise won’t fuck nobody while I’m on tour
Even if I was deaf God I could not ignore
Femmin’ for your love, you can smell it through my pores
McDaniels, I want you some more, I do
I’mma lie, won’t lie to you, I swore
Matchin’ x’coalitions flexin’ all out on them whores
Forgive for my sins, hope he wake me up

I say before I go to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to take
If I were to die off in my sleep I pray I see them Heaven’s Gates
Everyday I drop down to my knees
Don’t know what tomorrow bring
I’m gone spend no money on these bitches
Cause love don’t cost a thing
Love don’t cost a thing, love don’t cost a thing
No Nick Cannon baby, I swear love don’t cost a thing
No Christina Milian, love don’t cost a thing
Shoot your Cupid with no gun, I swear love don’t cost a thing