No More
Stop fuckin' with these motherfuckers yeah
I'm in here playin'
No, I'm not in here playing
I'm in here playin' nigga
Broken Hearted Shit
Aye pro cut all that racket
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no more
Don't tell me that you love me no
I've seen that face
I know that look
You made that last time you walked out that door
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no
So please don't tell me that you love me no
Uh
Seems like we're fallin' out like Dominoes
I thought you was right for me but I was wrong
You told me you love me I believed you then but now I don't
Sellin' me lies to my face with a smile and puttin' a knife in my back
I'm poppin' these Jiggers they Hot-Wheels and it feel like my mind on the track
My style like a plate, I'm stackin' this bread, don't give me no beans
Still tryna gain weight, I'm sayin my grace, I'm eatin' my greens
You made that last time you walked out that door
And I don't want you back, I don't eat leftovers
When I feel down I go shoppin' in Dover
When I feel down then it's Gucci all over
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no more
Don't tell me that you love me no
I've seen that face
I know that look
You made that last time you walked out that door
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no
I'm in here playin'
No, I'm not in here playing
I'm in here playin' nigga
Broken Hearted Shit
Aye pro cut all that racket
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no more
Don't tell me that you love me no
I've seen that face
I know that look
You made that last time you walked out that door
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no
So please don't tell me that you love me no
Uh
Seems like we're fallin' out like Dominoes
I thought you was right for me but I was wrong
You told me you love me I believed you then but now I don't
Sellin' me lies to my face with a smile and puttin' a knife in my back
I'm poppin' these Jiggers they Hot-Wheels and it feel like my mind on the track
My style like a plate, I'm stackin' this bread, don't give me no beans
Still tryna gain weight, I'm sayin my grace, I'm eatin' my greens
You made that last time you walked out that door
And I don't want you back, I don't eat leftovers
When I feel down I go shoppin' in Dover
When I feel down then it's Gucci all over
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no more
Don't tell me that you love me no
I've seen that face
I know that look
You made that last time you walked out that door
Don't tell me that you love me no more
Please don't tell me that you me love no
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Writer(s): Darrien Woodson
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