Don't Want U No More Lyrics - Singles - The Clef Truants

Intro Rap 

I paid for her cab, and Doner Kebab 

Winked at another bird to get her mad 

'Cos she thinks she's the best, the best I've ever had 

Demanding my jacket, she's scantily clad 

"Babes I'm freezing, I think I'm getting a cold, I'm sneezing" 

Gave her a tissue, 

"Babes, its season, I brought my jacket for the very same reason" 

Verse 1 

You always wanna make it seem like I'm this real bad guy 

But tell me baby who's the one that's spreading all the lies 

You only know to criticise you never sympathise 

I need somebody who can make a difference in my life 

Chorus 

See I don't want you no more, don't come to my door 

Be begging for more, like some groupie yo 

Who needs desperate dough, and won't let me go 

Cos I and I know, she's digging for gold 

Don't want you no more, don't come to my door 

Be begging for more, like some groupie yo 

Who needs desperate dough, and won't let me go 

Cos I and I know, she's digging for gold 

Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), 

Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), 

Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), 

Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), 

Verse 2 

When we first started dating she was special in my life 

She always knew just what to say when things weren't going right 

I always loved those Friday nights when we would play those games 

But now it seems like money, is her one and only aim 

Chorus 

See I don't want you no more, don't come to my door 

Be begging for more, like some groupie yo 

Who needs desperate dough, and won't let me go 

Cos I and I know, she's digging for gold 

Don't want you no more, don't come to my door 

Be begging for more, like some groupie yo 

Who needs desperate dough, and won't let me go 

Cos I and I know, she's digging for gold 

Rap 

Abrupt change like metamorphosis 

Remained courtly, courtliest of the heartiest 

Changed gears in the fast lane 

Mirrored T-Pain, sprung, sang for love in vain 

The bane of my existence, held your glock to my love 

We grew distant 

This was meant to be far more than the praise of material things 

Babylonian girls, ain't fit for kings 

Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), 

Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh), 

Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh), 

Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh), Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh, (Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh), 

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, 

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, 

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, 

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, 

Chorus 

See I don't want you no more, don't come to my door 

Be begging for more, like some groupie yo 

Who needs desperate dough, and won't let me go 

Cos I and I know, she's digging for gold 

Don't want you no more, don't come to my door 

Be begging for more, like some groupie yo 

Who needs desperate dough, and won't let me go 

Cos I and I know, she's digging for gold 

Outro 

See I don't want you no more, no more, no more, 

You better walk out the door, walk out the door, 

Cos I can't take this no more, no more, no more, 

Our time has gone, must move on, we must move on,