No More Love Lyrics - Toni Braxton

Oh, oh, no 

A thousand excuses from you, boy, I've had enough 

And I just want you to stop (Murder, Inc.) 

No more love 

What you b****es want from a n**** 

Jumpin' in the truck that's rimmed out with a Boss 

with bucks 

But my mind's on my figures 

'Cause once I give you a nut, you get the cut once I 

toss you up 

Huh, your name who, whatever, I'm Gotti 

A made n**** with killers and big bodies 

All I got for a trick is the slum 

I could make a b**** rich from a song 

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I don't appreciate the way that you've been actin' 

lately 

I can't believe that you would turn around and try to 

play me 

I know about that chick you met last night at club 

Nikki's 

And then you had the nerve to come home late and try 

to sex me 

Oh, oh, no (Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no) 

A thousand excuses from you, boy, I've had enough (Oh, 

I've had enough) 

And I just want you to stop (Baby) 

No more love 

I know it hurt me when you said, "The next time I'll 

be leavin'" 

You think your game is so tight, you wouldn't get 

caught out there creepin' 

I'm not your freak, don't play me cheap, I'm tellin' 

you it's over 

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And when you see me on the streets, don't speak to me, 

it's over 

Oh, oh, no (Oh, no, oh, no, no, oh) 

A thousand excuses from you, boy, I've had enough (Oh, 

I've had enough, yeah, yeah) 

And I just want you to stop (Baby) 

No more love 

All my ladies say {F*** you, Gotti} 

F*** y'all too 

I'm tired of lyin', I'm tired of denyin' 

I'm tired of trying, I'm tired of the games 

And I ain't playin', y'all know what I'm sayin' 

If y'all buyin', man, I'm lyin' 

Every single word, man, this is true 

And what I'll do to you, what I'll do to you 

I'll run through you, that's what I'll do 

And that's from the heart 

I won't stop till the devil do us part 

'Cause he is I and I am him 

And man, I don't wear no motherf***in' brims 

What's my motherf***in' name, fool 

I.G. is oh... oh... oh... 

Oh, oh, no (Oh, no, oh, no, no, no) 

A thousand excuses from you, boy, I've had enough (Had 

enough, had enough) 

And I just want you to stop (Baby) 

No more love 

You have just experienced 

Another Murder, Inc. banger (No more love) 

T.B. 

And that n**** I.G. 

F*** wit' it