No More lyrics

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QJoshB


And if she be up in my sheets then she probably just came from the ocean
Ima bring the potion, you bring the motions
I don't give a f*ck about that anyway
Hey, Lit like the lamp from the 80's
Knock the P out like im playing crocket
Up in the kitch like I'm Bobby Souffle
My n*ggas in Tampa they play for the Rays
Need raise, Need bread, I wait for it to raise
Like the baker's son, I'm slayin em
I'm out with a dime while you sleepin, while you sleep in
I don't need it, If she act up then her number deleted
Don't f*ck with no old b*tches No More
Don't f*ck with no old b*tches No More

I was just chillin with shorty, I feel like she want me, just met me
I play the game like John Madden, I got all the secrets, they let me
And I'm hungry as sh*t
I just see gold on these streets and I flip
I just spaz out on the beat like I'm Lil B
I see Orlando want get rid of me
I see all these dimes when I'm downtown
I f*ck with one on my downtime
I spit smooth like I'm Genuwine
f*ck with us, we cook up Bobby Souffle
And I'm outtie 2k
And I'm back when the sun flex
b*tches trust me like I'm Funk Flex
And my bass kill a trunk yes
And these chicks know we sick too
I f*ck with her she be lit on my sh*t too
I'mma miss you
You're realer than most, Can't dismiss you
Can't dismiss you

I vibe with a bad ass chick
And she mad f*ckin thick, I be straight when I hit
I just be coolin in fresh sh*t
I know that I stress sh*t
But No More
I ain't stressin these n*ggas No More
I ain't f*ckin with these hoes No More
No More
One of my past b*tches act like she never seen me
And that's when I saw
Don't f*ck with no old b*tches No More
Don't f*ck with no old b*tches No More

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