Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eve
Eve
Vocals
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Vocals
Stephen Marley
Stephen Marley
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ellas McDaniel
Ellas McDaniel
Composer
Willie Cobbs
Willie Cobbs
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Marley
Stephen Marley
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Chris Theis
Chris Theis
Recording Engineer
Scott Kieklak
Scott Kieklak
Recording Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, Eve, this is Steve
Yeah, we telling, you know when they boss you 'round the club
So we can do something together
Give me a call when you get the message
Rasta
[Intro]
Now, this one is elementary
We going to end it for the century
Ruff Ryder evolution presentary
Rag-a-muffin play-mentry, yo
Come on, uh, come on
Come on, uh
Yo, run that
[Chorus]
No, no, no (Bambaclat)
You don't love me and I know now (Come on, what?)
No, no, no
You don't love me, yes, I know now
'Cause you left me, baby, yeah
And I've got no place to go now
[Chorus]
No, no, no
I'll do anything you say, boy
Really?
No, no, no
I'll do anything you say, boy
'Cause if you ask me, baby
I'll get on my knees and pray, boy
[Verse 1]
You say that you love me, but how could you lie?
You say that you love me, now why would you lie?
How could you take my heart and leave me lonely?
I don't know why
You say that you love me, now why would you lie?
You say that you love me, but how could you lie?
How could you take my heart and leave me lonely?
I don't know why
[Chorus]
No, no, no
You don't love me and I know now
No, no, no
You don't love me, yes, I know now
[Verse 2]
Yo, yo, yo, ayo
Wha'mn, yu nuh si yuh, brown skin, pretty face
Eve comin' at you like Bumba, see you waist
Slim nice and round thing, momma say what a disgrace
Mumma wahn kill her cuz dem lover is a panty chase
A nuh my fault, mih mumma make me go
Most dem lover style, even them say she rude
A nuh lie me a lie, the truth speak tru she
Boy, them make fi luv us still a chat 'bout me
Ruff Ryder, Ryde or Die, chat bout we
Ruff Ryder, Ryde or Die, chat bout we
[Verse 3]
Yo, maximum respect to my girl I love the best
But when you left me, it's like a bullet to my chest
Now I'm not the same, I got a bulletproof vest
Knocked off my feet, I pleaded no contest
Sleepless nights without no sleep nor rest
This is ragamuffin, Junior Gong comin' next
Take it no more, I had to make her confess
Sometimes I feel I'm in the wild, wild west
Lost the love I had, now I live to the death
[Verse 4]
Long as that woman tellin' me lyin', give me long story line
I'm sincerely yours if you're sincerely mine
But listening to promises, what a fool am I?
Can somebody tell me? You know all his life
I'm just trying to be friendly, but I'm losin' my mind
Mi notice that you're movin' physically and kind
And I miss the rubber ducky, late nights, no wine
No wine
Miss the loveliness of the body all mine
All mine
Well, might as well you shoot me with a new cold 9
So sweet one above me, is so hard to find
And I know you don't love me, I'm reading the signs
'Cause there's nowhere to go now that you've left me behind
(Now it's true, true) Yo, I loved you for truth
(True, true) It stick like ankle glue
(True, true) I make your gray skies blue
(True, true) You want me personal, boo
Chillin' up on the house, see our tunes are playin' strong
DJ's got to plays on the one's and two's
[Outro]
No, no, no
You don't love me and I know now
I say lovey-dovey, bang, bang
No, no, no
You don't love me, yes, I know now
Written by: Ellas McDaniel, Willie Cobbs
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