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Roy Woods - Nobody Else Lyrics

[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
Since I got my bread up, she been chasin' a nigga
Just got me a Rover, I been down, seein' sins
I ain't got nobody else to love on a nigga
You have way too many lames in your ear
It don't take too much for you to say how you're feelin'
Why you hit me up to leave me on read?
I ain't just nobody, I don't get in my feelings
You should know better than treatin' me like that
Oh, you're trippin' and slippin'
You don't know what you want, you want it all, got you trippin' and slippin'
Believe me, I done heard it all before, really nothin' new to me
This life ain't nothin' new to me, what you know?
I got her chasin' me, it's obvious

[Chorus: Roy Woods]
She don't want nobody else to love her
She just want our bodies on each other
I don't want you fuckin' no one else
We should have nobody but each other
Why you always outside with your friends?
We should be inside with each other
If you don't want me with no one else
Come and make some time for each other

[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
Oh
Finally got you in my bed
Can't believe I fucked a fan
Now I'm tryna duck you like the feds
Yeah
'Member sippin' on the purple and the red
Came up missin', wanna murder 'til I'm dead
We don't do a lot of talkin', but somebody givin' head
I'm the one that took you out to that fine dining
VVS on my neck, diamonds so shiny
Mami, let me touch your body
Let me get behind you, you never stand behind me
Tell that boy all the elephants attack
Unprotected sex, feel a nigga frigid, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Roy Woods]
She don't want nobody else to love her
She just want our bodies on each other
I don't want you fuckin' no one else
We should have nobody but each other
Why you always outside with your friends?
We should be inside with each other
If you don't want me with no one else
Come and make some time for each other

[Verse 3: Roy Woods]
Baby, I been studio trappin', that's three summers, don't mistake it
I'm pumpin' out hits, load up the chopper, take frustrations
Out of my body, don't need discussions, but vacations
And niggas fakin', I only called to see you naked
Bring your body into my room, I need that shh-shh
Slidin' in coupes, cut off the roof, we by the bay
My bitches all fine, they top ten, it's no debatin'
You want me, but can you hold a rolling stone, baby?

[Interlude: 03 Greedo]
Woah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Outro: Roy Woods]
Oh, oh