More songs by Lola Brooke
Description
Associated Performer: Lola Brooke
Composer, Lyricist: Shyniece Thomas
Composer, Lyricist: Derrick Gray
Lyricist, Composer, Producer: Tobias Wincorn
Composer, Lyricist: Sharif Slater
Composer, Lyricist: Vaughn Oliver
Lyricist, Composer: Perry Botkin
Lyricist, Composer: Barry de Vorzon
Lyricist, Composer: James Harris Iii
Lyricist, Composer: Terry Lewis
Producer: Derrick Milano
Producer: Sharif 'Reefa' Slater
Recording Engineer, Engineer: Darren Blackensee
Mixing Engineer: Anthony "Antmixedit" Daniel
Mastering Engineer: Dan Millice
Lyrics and translation
Original
Broken heart again (broken-hearted)
Another lesson learned
Better know your friends (you better know)
Or else you will get burned (grrt)
Gotta count on me
'Cause I can guarantee that I'll be fine
No more pain
Lift me up
You cry for everythin', you don't cry for love
No more pain
Lift me up
You cry for everythin', you don't cry for love
No more pain
Yeah, fuck, I look like cryin'?
I'm buyin' everythin' you brought me times ten (grrt, uh-huh)
Remind him I was that bitch before him, he chimed in (huh, yeah)
Bing-bong, I'm like, "Guess who, bitch" (guess who, bitch)
I'm a G, I keep it P, I'm like, "F you, bitch" (F you bitch)
Oh, you thought that was your man's? Huh, guess who bitch (guess who bitch)
I don't want him or his money, these hos be crashin' for dummies (huh)
They either broke or they ugly, these men be dusty and musty (grrt)
What you doin' wit' a bitch that got more motion than you? (Motion than you)
More money than you, that's out here out hustlin' you (yeah-yeah)
Tryna nut inside a bitch but don't got nothin' to lose (nah)
Why I ain't givin' niggas nothin', he got somethin' to prove (uh)
I got too much money to be fuckin' with you (uh)
I got plenty options, there's a hunnid of you, so (uh)
I'll be fine
You know I do, you know how I move
No cryin', but you hope that I do (yeah)
No more pain
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh, grrt)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
You don't cry for love (don't cry for love)
No more pain (tss)
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
You don't cry for love (don't cry for love, that's crazy) no more pain
Try to play me like a outcast, bitches I out last (that's crazy)
I'm a make you drink your tears in a shot glass (huh)
I'm a make you face your fears, goin' out sad (uh-huh)
Tryna do your big one on me, tuh, I doubt that (hahaha)
You don't cry for love, but you beggin' for attention (tss)
The bundles on my back would put some shame to your inches (huh)
Instead of tryna keep it P, you shoulda knew your limit (uh-huh)
Like I wouldn't have you cryin' in a New York Minute
No more pain
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh, grrt)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
But don't cry for love (don't cry for love)
No more pain (tss)
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
You don't cry for love (don't cry for love, that's crazy) no more pain
English translation
Broken heart again (broken-hearted)
Another lesson learned
Better know your friends (you better know)
Or else you will get burned (grrt)
Gotta count on me
'Cause I can guarantee that I'll be fine
No more pain
Lift me up
You cry for everythin', you don't cry for love
No more pain
Lift me up
You cry for everythin', you don't cry for love
No more pain
Yeah, fuck, I look like cryin'?
I'm buyin' everythin' you brought me times ten (grrt, uh-huh)
Remind him I was that bitch before him, he chimed in (huh, yeah)
Bing-bong, I'm like, "Guess who, bitch" (guess who, bitch)
I'm a G, I keep it P, I'm like, "F you, bitch" (F you bitch)
Oh, you thought that was your man's? Huh, guess who bitch (guess who bitch)
I don't want him or his money, these hos be crashin' for dummies (huh)
They either broke or they ugly, these men be dusty and musty (grrt)
What you doin' wit' a bitch that got more motion than you? (Motion than you)
More money than you, that's out here out hustlin' you (yeah-yeah)
Tryna nut inside a bitch but don't got nothin' to lose (nah)
Why I ain't givin' niggas nothin', he got somethin' to prove (uh)
I got too much money to be fuckin' with you (uh)
I got plenty options, there's a hunnid of you, so (uh)
I'll be fine
You know I do, you know how I move
No cryin', but you hope that I do (yeah)
No more pain
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh, grrt)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
You don't cry for love (don't cry for love)
No more pain (tss)
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
You don't cry for love (don't cry for love, that's crazy) no more pain
Try to play me like a outcast, bitches I out last (that's crazy)
I'm a make you drink your tears in a shot glass (huh)
I'm a make you face your fears, goin' out sad (uh-huh)
Tryna do your big one on me, tuh, I doubt that (hahaha)
You don't cry for love, but you beggin' for attention (tss)
The bundles on my back would put some shame to your inches (huh)
Instead of tryna keep it P, you shoulda knew your limit (uh-huh)
Like I wouldn't have you cryin' in a New York Minute
No more pain
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh, grrt)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
But don't cry for love (don't cry for love)
No more pain (tss)
Lift me up (uh-huh, uh-huh)
You cry for everythin' (tss)
You don't cry for love (don't cry for love, that's crazy) no more pain