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 bitches want from a nigga   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 nigga with killers and big bodies   All I got for a trick is the slum   I could make a bitch rich from a song      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   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 {Fuck you, Gotti}   Fuck 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 motherfuckin’ brims   What’s my motherfuckin’ 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 nigga I.G.   Fuck wit’ it