3lw (3 Little Women) No More (baby I`ma Do Right) Lyrics

No More (baby I`ma Do Right) Lyrics

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 do or you don't, don't

 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

 

 [Repeat 1]

 

 [2] - No, I'm not the one

 (Baby, I'ma do right, do right)

 No, I'm not the one

 (Baby, I'ma do right, do right)

 

 [Repeat 2]

 

 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 tired and I'm through 

 With all your "listen baby"

 

 [Rap]

 Listen what, playa chill now

 Tell me how you gon' cite me when I found out

 Honey gotta break it down, down

 I said it ain't no thing

 Girl, what's my name? 

 Keelay, Keelay

 Look me in the face and tell me

 What the dealie, dealie

 Oh, you wanna go shade now

 But I'm paid now, I know that you hate that

 Oh, you got the one now, you warm now

 Cuz you thought you'd come right back, save that

 You could do whatever to me, and be together with me

 Like you do better than me (you do or you don't)

 No more, never for me

 

 [There are two versions of the rap!]

 [Here is the second version]

 Hey yo you promised me Kate Spade

 But that was last year boy in the 8th grade

 But you ain't Biggie baby boy, so no it ain't "one more chance"

 And when yo friends around you don't wanna hold my hand

 And now you see a girl stylin' and wildin' inside the mix

 Hoppin' out the whips the whips the five and six

 Yes fly crone, so pardon my tone

 Here go a quarter go call Tyrone

 

 [Repeat 1]

 

 [Repeat 2]

 [Repeat 2]

 

 No, I'm not the one

 (Say it again, s-say it, say it again)

 No, I'm not the one

 (Say it again, s-say it, say it again)

 

 No, I'm not the one

 (I could do bad all by myself)

 No, I'm not the one

 (I'm not the one, the one)

 

 [Repeat 1 to fade]

 

 

 [thanks to jessica for correcting these lyrics]