Not Love B.o.B
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[Hook]
Well early in the morning when the sun comes up (what's up?)
Kenny's on the corner selling meth to Chuck (uh-huh)
Now Chuck's headed back to Los Angeles
Everything's not, everything's not love
Well early in the morning when the sun comes up (what's up?)
Kenny's on the corner selling meth to Chuck (uh-huh)
Now Chuck's headed back to Los Angeles
Everything's not, everything's not love
[Verse 1:B.o.B]
Well every single morning down by them tracks (uh huh)
There dude was a dude named Kenny who was selling them sacks (got that work)
Client after client, they would come right back
He'd give em the stuff and they'd give him the cash (yes)
Now Kenny's on his hustle, yeah, he's on his grind (uh huh)
Money's on his mind strictly all of the time (get money)
But there was one customer who'd come to buy
He was looking for ice, not nicks, not dimes (okay)
He ain't know his name so he called him Chuck (Chuck)
And he was in a Benz when he pulled up
He wasn't from the hood, he's just passing by
Black shoes, black car, black shirt, black tie
So Chuck pulled off and the po pulled up
Wasn't no back door so Kenny was stuck
And now he's in the precinct sitting in cuffs
Just waiting for the trial date
Well early in the morning when the sun comes up (what's up?)
Kenny's on the corner selling meth to Chuck (uh-huh)
Now Chuck's headed back to Los Angeles
Everything's not, everything's not love
Well early in the morning when the sun comes up (what's up?)
Kenny's on the corner selling meth to Chuck (uh-huh)
Now Chuck's headed back to Los Angeles
Everything's not, everything's not love
[Verse 1:B.o.B]
Well every single morning down by them tracks (uh huh)
There dude was a dude named Kenny who was selling them sacks (got that work)
Client after client, they would come right back
He'd give em the stuff and they'd give him the cash (yes)
Now Kenny's on his hustle, yeah, he's on his grind (uh huh)
Money's on his mind strictly all of the time (get money)
But there was one customer who'd come to buy
He was looking for ice, not nicks, not dimes (okay)
He ain't know his name so he called him Chuck (Chuck)
And he was in a Benz when he pulled up
He wasn't from the hood, he's just passing by
Black shoes, black car, black shirt, black tie
So Chuck pulled off and the po pulled up
Wasn't no back door so Kenny was stuck
And now he's in the precinct sitting in cuffs
Just waiting for the trial date
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