How To Love Lyrics - K. Michelle

Turn the music up, oh, up, up, up 

A little louder, yeah 

See I done had a lot of dudes, and done I broke a few hearts 

I had my share of women 

But they never really showed me 

How to love, mmm, how to love 

I done had a lot of ballers that's willing to spend whatever 

When I spent the money, I still didn't have it together 

I realized, that money's temporary, 

Now I wanna settle down, now I wanna get married 

Tried to date a dentist, saw him every weekend 

Tried to ignore the fact that he had a girlfriend 

That's fucked up, he already was in love 

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Then I thought I was a lesbian 

And got a girlfriend, the bad bitch was crazy 

And she hopped up on my benz 

She done ran up to L A, now she fucking my best friend 

I swear on my life I'll never date a chick again 

Then I tried to date a rapper, no offense you still dope 

But how I'm supposed to get to know you when you texting quotes? 

You too deep, have some fun, just breathe 

See I done had a lot of dudes, and I done broke a few hearts 

I had my share of women 

But they never really showed me 

How to love, mmm, how to love 

I done had a lot of ballers that's willing to spend whatever 

When I spent the money, I still didn't have it together 

I realized, that money's temporary, 

Now I wanna settle down, now I wanna get married 

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Damn I used to date a singer, I thought it was love 

I thought I was fun, 

And I know that he care about me 

But that really ain't enough, 

Cause I just really miss him much, miss you much 

Then I used to date a boxer, 

He went and married a stripper 

Then I saw her face and remembered we used to tip her 

That's fucked up, damn, that's really fucked up 

Hey, then I dated this pussy who thought that he was diddy 

But they shot that shit down, no more his committee 

But next time I'll be a little smarter 

Even out my budget try to keep up with the Carters 

And I just need y'all to know 

I'm far from usual, usual 

And, I hear all y'all talking, and haters too 

I don't give a fuck about you 

Stupid bitch, and I don't know when my album coming out 

What the fuck 

But I ain't giving up, 

I'm not a slop, your mama is 

And I ain't babying y'all men 

Ain't got but one kid 

And I don't get child support for that one, why not, why not?