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No More
Various Artists
I'm getting a little tired
Of your broken promises, promises
Lookin' at your pager
Seein' different numbers, numbers
Call you on your cell
You're hangin' with the fellas, fellas
Hangin' with my girls
You always gettin' jealous, jealous
I was with you when
You didn't have no dollas, no dollas
Hangin' at the crib
Chillin' with your momma, your momma
Never fronted you
Never brought the drama, the drama
Now you flip the script
Playa, please
No, I'm not the one
(Say it again, say it again, oh)
No, I'm not the one
(You do or you don't)
1 You will or you won't, won't
No more
No more, baby I'ma do right
You can or you can't, can't
Be a man, be a man, man
No more
No more, baby I'ma do right
You treat me like a lady
When you open doors, doors
But then you wanna front
When you're with your boys, your boys
How you gonna play me
When I bought your clothes, your clothes
The ones that you be wearin'
When you with your hoes, your hoes
I know you never thought
That I would have the nerve, the nerve
Think about it more
Since you at the curb, the curb
Blowin' up my pager
Say you want a chance, a chance
Listen when I say
Playa, please
2 (Baby, I'ma do right, do right)
No, I'm not the one
(Baby, I'ma do right, do right)
I just wanna know
What happened to our love
We used to be best friends
Where did it go wrong
When you gonna see
How good it is with me
I'm tire
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