Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No More , by - 2 Chainz. Release date: 12.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No More |
| Gucci: Yah |
| 2 Chainz: Tru! |
| Gucci: Talkin' money |
| 2 Chainz: 2 CHAINZ! |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more |
| There’s a big fat police man at my door-door-door (Door-A!) |
| Got me by the collar (Collar!), got me for my dollars |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more (Mo'-Mo'-Mo', Tell 'Em!) |
| No more-more-more (Tell 'Em!) |
| I don’t wanna — I don’t wanna go no more-more-more (More, uh!) |
| Got me for my dollars (Dollars!), Somethin' in the water |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more (Mo'-Mo'-Mo', 2 Chainz!) |
| Told my Migo «Que pasa, I will see you on manana» |
| When I met him at the dock-A he had work, I had choppa’s (Bow!) |
| I make bands with my partners, to me «old school» is Prada |
| And I keep on killin' pussy, so I ride around with doctors (Tell 'Em!) |
| And I can’t do this No-Mo'! |
| (No-Mo'!) |
| Goin' to the store (Uh!) I re-up and run out — Make a hundred bands or more! |
| (Or Mo'!) |
| I got Bally’s on my toes (Toes!), I’m barely on my toes (My toes!) |
| Stack my money up so high, I got them standing on their toes! |
| (Damn!) |
| I get money, I fuck hoes |
| I don’t wash clothes, I get new ones! |
| Chains on, talkin' about 2 of them |
| But today I’m wearing a few of them |
| Used to trapping at that Texaco |
| My plug is from Mexico |
| My girl is professional (Tru!) |
| I love the trap, X and O’s |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more (Whip!) |
| There’s a big fat police man at my door-door-door (Well) |
| Got me by the collar, got me for my dollars |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more |
| No more-more-more |
| I don’t wanna — I don’t wanna go no more-more-more |
| Got me for my dollars, Somethin' in the water |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more |
| She don’t wanna go to Mexico, but bitch you finna' go though! |
| (Bitch!) |
| Takin' ??, Me and Mojo rockin' purple label Polo! |
| Cookin' dope in my pajamas, ?? |
| for a baby mama |
| Marijuana come from Tijuana, trappin' on the corner |
| Creepin' on the corner, run up on me — you’s a goner |
| I’m a loner, turn a nigga to a fuckin' organ donor |
| All my migos drink Coronas, And my goons — they like piranhas |
| If you got some big cojones — then I’m-A mail them to your mama |
| ??, catching plays in Oklahoma (Yah!) |
| If you had came here two days sooner — then I could fulfill your order |
| She don’t wan' go back to Mexico, the feds are at the boarder |
| She’s a snorter Mr. Porter, I got bricks tapped to your daughter! |
| (GUCCI!) |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more |
| There’s a big fat police man at my door-door-door |
| Got-got-got-got me by the collar, got-got me for my dollars |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more |
| No more-more-more |
| I don’t wanna — I don’t wanna go no more-more-more |
| Got me for my dollars, Somethin' in the water |
| I don’t wanna go to Mexico no more-more-more |