Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No More, artist - Mike WiLL Made It. Album song Been Trill, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Made-It Mafia
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 |