See it's like that,
Sick of brothers flashing the cash,
And the ladies that be pimping their ass,
But that kinda ?ish? it goes on and on it don't stop see cause you..
Gotta treat me like a real lady,
If u wanna get with me,
I'm not that kinda one night lover.
I got my own diamond rings,
Don't need a man to buy me things,
So save it for somebody else cause No means No..
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No ? I don't want a man with the dough
No ? I ain't getting wit?cha flo
No ? Cash money aint my style
(Ladies wont ya hear me now everybody shout it out)
No ? I don't wanna drink at the bar
No ? I don't wanna ride in your car
No ? I don't give a damn who you are
No Means No..
I ? I don't get down,
With boys that play around,
And you nasty girls who talking all that sh*t about me,
Baby ? If I choose to wear these clothes
(don't mean that I'm a ho)
Can't you see I'm shakin what my mamma gave me.
I got my own diamond rings,
Don't need a man to buy me things,
So save it for somebody else cause No means No..
So tell me whats a girl to do,
I'm sick and tired of telling you,
So save it for somebody else cause No means No?
[Chorus]
Writer(s): Sanne Putseys, Raphael Schillebeeckx
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