Really Don`t Want My Love

[Intro - Ms Jade]<br>Now let me count it off, now let me count it off, now let me count it off<br>Now let me count it off, now let me count it off, now let me count it off<br>Now let me count it off, now let me count it off, now let me count it off<br><br>[Verse 1 - Ms Jade]<br>You had me turned out, as a young buck in a caddy truck<br>Givin` me dough for air maxes and new traxes<br>It was cool when you let me breathe<br>After we finished layin` up, you won`t let me leave<br>Damn I`ma adult now, mammi packed up the belts now<br>You all dumb high off the lie, playin` yourself now<br>Fuckin` up my groove, watch my every move<br>Try and get me caught up, makin` up lies that ain`t true<br>I can`t take this dumb shit, you startin` to irk me<br>Layin` all them rules down like you birth me<br>Shit you the worst B, all try lock me<br>Even got both my next door neighbours watchin` me<br>You gotta problem, somethin` that I can`t solve wit ya<br>I`m at the point were we split I will not miss ya<br>I ain`t your wife, damn sure ain`t your child<br>Trees gettin` to ya head, cuz dumb chick ain`t my style<br><br>[Chorus - Missy Elliott]<br>You really don`t want my love<br>All you do is smoke up them trees<br>Then you wanna try to tell me what to do<br>Why you wanna put a little hold on me<br>You really don`t want my love<br>All you do is smoke up them trees<br>Then you wanna try to tell me what to do<br>Why you wanna put a little hold on me<br><br>[Verse 2 - Ms Jade]<br>I don`t know what`s wrong wit you, is you me dude or a detective<br>Try to look at it from your perspective, but I can`t<br>You wanna know where I`m goin`, who I`m seein`<br>And who I`m meetin`, what I`m eatin`, what I`m doin`<br>Who I`m screwing, not you cuz I can`t stand how you tryin` to run me<br>High all day, plus you don`t really even love me<br>Cuz if you did you would let me live, the facts will pop up in your brain<br>That I ain`t no kid, and that no man gon` tell me how to breathe<br>Right disease type, smoke cloudin` up your mind sight<br>Think it`s time you try again and get your little dust off<br>Bust off, now it`s time to take the fuckin` cuffs off<br>Go ahead, smoke laugh and joke wit ya homies<br>But do me a favour, when you sober don`t call me<br>I`m finished wit ya, I hope and pray that you ain`t bitter<br>Used to have the goods, nowadays you don`t deliver<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3 - Missy Elliot]<br>You think you got me on lock, cuz when my friends call I don`t go<br>But this shit here`s gotta stop, you be actin` like I`m on parole<br>Oh why you trippin`, why you trippin`, cuz I can`t take this too long<br>Oh do you call this big pimpin`, oh... this is what you call big pimpin`<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Outro - Ms Jade/ Missy Elliott]<br>Now let me count it off, now let me count it off, now let me count it off<br>Now let me count it off, now let me count it off, now let me count it off<br>Now let me count it off, now let me count it off, now let me count it off<br>You really don`t want my love<br>All you do is smoke up them trees<br>Then you wanna try to tell me what to do<br>Why you wanna put a little hold on me<br>You really don`t want my love<br>All you do is smoke up them trees<br>Then you wanna try to tell me what to do<br>Why you wanna put a little hold on me