Lyrics:
(Go got no time for no interviews)
You know I keep my ear to the streets
So it's up to me to bring you the truth
I saw a movie were George Bush
Had
no time for no interviews (go-got no time for no interviews),
You know I keep my ear to the streets
so it's up to me to bring you the truth,
I saw
'cause I just don't even know where to start)
I don't wanna cry no more
(Send a prayer to a star to mend my broken heart)
Because loving you is killing
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
hit me on the email
Never trust no female
It's all love in the music but my demons in the details
You can tell by who I eat with that I eat well
I
want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I have
She finally said she loved me
I wed her in a hurry
No more
're making your mood, you found someone new)
Ain't got no more love for you, ooh (I just don't know what to do, baby)
I found someone to
Do what you used
hear that sneak dissing
Boy you pressing luck nigga
I been broke I ain't going back my daddy use to do crack
Feel like my son love me but his momma
she was there for her, cared for her
When I saw Les' she told me
I don't know myself
I don't know myself no more
Les' saying, "I got nothing
penny means more to you, than it does to me
I don't need to steal, my squad eating plentifully
I feel like it's a compliment when rappers mention me
like it or not, don't really matter to me
Cause most of the love I know I'ma keep, inside my family tree
So you can gossip, bout what really happened
fuck with 'em (with 'em), but the real ones know I'm stuck with 'em
Don't gotta tell me you real (real)
This a real vibe, I can feel it
Pests is
get di likkle lovin' and me gone
You don't know how to love me (ooh)
I and I n'ave no time fi no kiss up an' charm
Not even how to kiss me (ohh)
Ah
get di likkle lovin' and me gone
You don't know how to love me (ooh)
I and I n'ave no time fi no kiss up an' charm
Not even how to kiss me (ohh)
Ah
That's why I put it in the hook
Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2
January 10th, nigga
You know the vibes
Check me out on that Gyro Magazine, too
Not GQ, Gyro
you'll never leave me
Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street
With a fist to match, more solid than concrete
Tell white people I
can't hold no more
I wanted fame but I don't know no more
Tried love but I can't no more (nah)
Tryna find loyalty, it ain't no more (nah)
Told
sing no more"
No more, no more, no more
Ray don't sing no more
He said, "Since I got my eyesight back,
my voice has just deserted me.
No 'Georgia On My
you love me, I leave you never
Rock with me, see how it flows
Anywhere you go, you need to know
You don't have to be lonely no more
No more, no
me tell you Something
I want to know who Cherie is
I want to know who Barbara is
I want to know who Julie is
And Miss September, what
What do you
romance)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(she have me in a fantasy island)
Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
've gotta know, you've gotta know
You've gotta know (that you don't have me no more)
You have gotta know, you've gotta know
You've gotta know (no you ain't
I'm hot as f*vk off the flows
You know that your B*tch calling me up on my Phone.
I was Made by the mess
Play with the drip it got slippery splash
I
I don't know if I can keep it up
Loves got me in a combine
Put me down let the feelings all die
Feel like George I won't dance no more
I got a guilty
Discuss these i know you dont love me no more by barbara george Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In