T R U - I Don't Want You no More - Текст песни

[Silkk The Shocker]

Look, for real, you need to stop calling me with that bullshit.

Somebody tryin to make money, make it happen.

When you get your shit together you can hollar at me.

Look.


Now I don't know why you keep playing all these childish games

You older then me so why the fuck you keep playing

Not the chick I thought I'd see, thought you would be

I know that's you cause your number keeps showing up on my caller I.D.

I can't even go on the road without you all on my shoulder

Talkin bout giving an autograph to a chick you like, 

why you talkin to them hoes

Like all that extra buggin

If you trippin you can leave 

cause you know that I don't need all that extra luggage

Just leave, pack your shit up, aww fuck all that extra hugging

I can, because that's why I got all these extra cousins

I'm a thug and I stay thugging

I hold grudges, that's why I never ever talk to my ex in public

Now we supposed to be just friends, now you getting all possessive

All agressive, I'm like chick, just pause for a second

See that's why I was kinda scared to hit the skin

Cause I'll be mad as fuck, I come back, you left and hit the Benz

You say you got pictures of this chick who I was walking with

Talking with, now you on some old stalking shit

Now first place I don't want you, I talk to you to get close to your friends

You know what, I gotta short temper, you just getting close to the end

Now what


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He don't want you no more 

Cause I never let you do the things that you think that you'll do

He'll be out the door

Cause he see's that your the kind of girl that shows up to no good


[C-Murder]

Man, this girl crazy.

What, what.


Now when I first met ya I told ya that I had a girl

But you overlooked that, all you seen was diamonds and pearls

You wanted a nigga in the spotlight with money and shit

So you can run and tell your girls you my honey and shit

Looking for the finer things but I'm just sexing you up

You keep on calling, huh, but I keep hanging you up

Your girl told my nigga that we getting engaged

I felt played, I didn't know that you was sick in the head

To fall in love with a thug and now you hating my boo

You should have listened to your friends and don't fuck with TRU

And I was just a little horny and you looked so good

With your pretty face and ass made me wish I could

Fuck you and your girl if yall down with that

I told you that I was a dogg and you was cool with that

So dry your eyes, I'm out the door and quit sweating my show

I told ya, like a man, I don't want you no more


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[Mr. Serv-On]

Say boo, it ain't like you was with me when I was serving fiends

So I don't owe you shit, right now turn in your jersey, you ain't on my team

So what, got tired of scratching on my S

It wasn't like that when you was at my hotel biting on my chest

When I met you you was still breathing for another

I let you wear my tank, excuse the first couple of calls to my baby's mother

Now it's am I married or do I have a woman

You was never mines in the first place so why the hell you fussing

I hear our names going big in the beauty salons and nail shops

I told ya, keep it between us or we gotta never stop

But you couldn't keep your mouth closed

So guess what, take all your paper boo and make your way to the door

See me, I ain't with that he see or she saw her with me shit

So if you see me don't play me like no bitch

So when it come up to this and I'm goin do what I gotta do

I'm a take it to mines so stay TRU, what you wanna do


Chorus till fade