No More (Album Version) Lyrics
| Song | No More (Album Version) |
| Artist | Will Smith |
| Artist | breeze |
| Album | Willennium |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vocal：Will Smith/Breeze | |
| damn | |
| womens voice： | |
| hey this is me, i'm not in right now, but if u leave your name | |
| and your number, i'll just might think about calling u back. | |
| have a pleasent day. | |
| Pick up the phone girl, i know that u home | |
| please don't leave me all alone with the sound of this tone. | |
| come on pick up, pick up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up | |
| i know i don't deserve it cuz of how i messed up | |
| but alright cool, sit and listen | |
| i'm missing your kiss and now a tear drop glisenses | |
| i had a bit to drink, kinda threw me | |
| things just happened, she didn't mean nuttin to me | |
| you know me baby, i'm still that same man | |
| that asked for your hand, and still the same plan | |
| another brother falls by the wayside | |
| another brother falls by the play side | |
| i knew ever since i was a kid | |
| that i was going to pay the piper for the things i did | |
| but now theres no more us, no more we | |
| no more nuttin' girl damn and its all cuz of me | |
| ***CHorus*** | |
| no more late nights watching tv. | |
| no more talks on the phone till three | |
| no more playing in the leaves in the fall | |
| no more piggy back rides in the mall | |
| no more ice cream cones to share | |
| no more sittin just playin in your hair | |
| no more picnics out by the sea | |
| there ain't no more nuttin' and its all cuz of me | |
| damn, some brothers yeah we huff and we puff | |
| cuz when we're hurtin' inside, we gots to front like we tuff. | |
| but thats dangerous, to cover hurt with hard | |
| because you still get scared through that fieble fasod | |
| then the bonds of your ego, when the shackles of manhood | |
| makes you lose something thats damn good | |
| a picture in my mind of us hand and hand walking | |
| so alive, now i'm a dead man talking | |
| why can't u just pick it up so we can sit and just talk | |
| why can't i meet u somewhere so we can go take a walk | |
| i can't hide, air, land, or sea. cuz everytme i turn around, there i be | |
| when i was with u i felt free, now i'm in a cage called me | |
| now i see, no more us, no more we | |
| no more nuttin girl damn, and its all cuz of me | |
| ***Chorus*** (twice) |
| Vocal: Will Smith Breeze | |
| damn | |
| womens voice: | |
| hey this is me, i' m not in right now, but if u leave your name | |
| and your number, i' ll just might think about calling u back. | |
| have a pleasent day. | |
| Pick up the phone girl, i know that u home | |
| please don' t leave me all alone with the sound of this tone. | |
| come on pick up, pick up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up | |
| i know i don' t deserve it cuz of how i messed up | |
| but alright cool, sit and listen | |
| i' m missing your kiss and now a tear drop glisenses | |
| i had a bit to drink, kinda threw me | |
| things just happened, she didn' t mean nuttin to me | |
| you know me baby, i' m still that same man | |
| that asked for your hand, and still the same plan | |
| another brother falls by the wayside | |
| another brother falls by the play side | |
| i knew ever since i was a kid | |
| that i was going to pay the piper for the things i did | |
| but now theres no more us, no more we | |
| no more nuttin' girl damn and its all cuz of me | |
| CHorus | |
| no more late nights watching tv. | |
| no more talks on the phone till three | |
| no more playing in the leaves in the fall | |
| no more piggy back rides in the mall | |
| no more ice cream cones to share | |
| no more sittin just playin in your hair | |
| no more picnics out by the sea | |
| there ain' t no more nuttin' and its all cuz of me | |
| damn, some brothers yeah we huff and we puff | |
| cuz when we' re hurtin' inside, we gots to front like we tuff. | |
| but thats dangerous, to cover hurt with hard | |
| because you still get scared through that fieble fasod | |
| then the bonds of your ego, when the shackles of manhood | |
| makes you lose something thats damn good | |
| a picture in my mind of us hand and hand walking | |
| so alive, now i' m a dead man talking | |
| why can' t u just pick it up so we can sit and just talk | |
| why can' t i meet u somewhere so we can go take a walk | |
| i can' t hide, air, land, or sea. cuz everytme i turn around, there i be | |
| when i was with u i felt free, now i' m in a cage called me | |
| now i see, no more us, no more we | |
| no more nuttin girl damn, and its all cuz of me | |
| Chorus twice |
| Vocal: Will Smith Breeze | |
| damn | |
| womens voice: | |
| hey this is me, i' m not in right now, but if u leave your name | |
| and your number, i' ll just might think about calling u back. | |
| have a pleasent day. | |
| Pick up the phone girl, i know that u home | |
| please don' t leave me all alone with the sound of this tone. | |
| come on pick up, pick up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up | |
| i know i don' t deserve it cuz of how i messed up | |
| but alright cool, sit and listen | |
| i' m missing your kiss and now a tear drop glisenses | |
| i had a bit to drink, kinda threw me | |
| things just happened, she didn' t mean nuttin to me | |
| you know me baby, i' m still that same man | |
| that asked for your hand, and still the same plan | |
| another brother falls by the wayside | |
| another brother falls by the play side | |
| i knew ever since i was a kid | |
| that i was going to pay the piper for the things i did | |
| but now theres no more us, no more we | |
| no more nuttin' girl damn and its all cuz of me | |
| CHorus | |
| no more late nights watching tv. | |
| no more talks on the phone till three | |
| no more playing in the leaves in the fall | |
| no more piggy back rides in the mall | |
| no more ice cream cones to share | |
| no more sittin just playin in your hair | |
| no more picnics out by the sea | |
| there ain' t no more nuttin' and its all cuz of me | |
| damn, some brothers yeah we huff and we puff | |
| cuz when we' re hurtin' inside, we gots to front like we tuff. | |
| but thats dangerous, to cover hurt with hard | |
| because you still get scared through that fieble fasod | |
| then the bonds of your ego, when the shackles of manhood | |
| makes you lose something thats damn good | |
| a picture in my mind of us hand and hand walking | |
| so alive, now i' m a dead man talking | |
| why can' t u just pick it up so we can sit and just talk | |
| why can' t i meet u somewhere so we can go take a walk | |
| i can' t hide, air, land, or sea. cuz everytme i turn around, there i be | |
| when i was with u i felt free, now i' m in a cage called me | |
| now i see, no more us, no more we | |
| no more nuttin girl damn, and its all cuz of me | |
| Chorus twice |
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