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Tru - I Don't Want You No More lyrics
featuring Mr. Serv On [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 Chorus 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 Chorus [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 |
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