Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hurt No More , by - Rich Homie Quan. Release date: 26.08.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hurt No More |
| Aye I made an oath to my homies man |
| I told em they ain’t gotta hurt no more |
| And I told em that’s my word man |
| Rich homie baby, yeah! |
| They tell me make a wish |
| And I say whole thang |
| Give them folks my alias |
| And not my whole name |
| My cousin on my daddy side sell cocaine |
| Take off on that purple, call it soul plane |
| I get my blow from bone and ricky cause they dope the same |
| If you get locked up unpredicted then that ho to blame |
| Should of never let that bitch knew you was on the way |
| You can blow from out that sack if you keep your pokerface |
| Fuck that, break your shoulder blades |
| Whole trumph don’t throw ya spaides |
| Left my xbox in the water so I can soak the game |
| I heard yo lawyer blowed the case you need yo own help |
| Nigga you can’t do shit for me |
| Bitch I pay my own self |
| Home employed |
| My rich homies ain’t gotta work no more |
| They saying |
| I can’t put rich homies on my shirt no more |
| I got em paying fa my attention ain’t gone hurt before |
| Every chance I’m with em I tell my niggas that |
| We ain’t gone hurt no more yeah |
| I tell em we ain’t gone hurt no more yeah |
| We ain’t gone hurt no more |
| I tell em we ain’t gone hurt no more yeah |
| If you was thinking I was gone, I’m back baby |
| Hate picking up the phone, send a fax baby |
| I’m riding in a ghost call it pat swazy |
| Yo mama did dope while she was pregnant nigga you’s a crack baby |
| No keyboard but I’m backspacing |
| No precious I love fat faces |
| If it don’t make money then it don’t make sense |
| Rich homies they stank cause they on they shit |
| And ion get hit nigga I ain’t vick nigga |
| See I’m a rich nigga but I’ll spray spray spray |
| I got me six figures |
| My clique bigger than the KKK it’s a whole lotta us |
| You ain’t shit nigga we ain’t with nigga |
| You say you killed nigga but you ain’t killed niggas |
| I’m a real nigga |
| Lemme tell you how it is nigga |
| These niggas try to come in your face just to see what’s going on |
| And it be the same ones that take off when everything start going wrong |
| They say that lame bitch straight and she ain’t hurt fa nothing |
| That same nigga hating |
| Got em working fa me |
| Home employed |
| My rich homies ain’t gotta work no more |
| They saying |
| I can’t put rich homies on my shirt no more |
| I got em paying fa my attention ain’t gone hurt before |
| Every chance I’m with em I tell my niggas that |
| We ain’t gone hurt no more yeah |
| I tell em we ain’t gone hurt no more yeah |
| We ain’t gone hurt no more |
| I tell em we ain’t gone hurt no more yeah |
| We ain’t gone hurt no more yeah |
| We ain’t gone hurt no more |
| I tell em we ain’t gone hurt no more |