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If you you see thunda |
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From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on yawhen she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep numba |
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Don't no wake an yappin when she's in a deep slumba |
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If we share secret |
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And the scare, was equal to one of us gettin the chair do you swear to keep it (YES) |
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Meaning that under heat you wouldn't nare leak it |
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SO when your woman's in you're presence don't you dare speak it |
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Pillow talkin get you caught up an brought up on charges |
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Shot up a lot and departed, it's nothin short of retarded |
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Cause when you say stuff |
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And then you an your woman break up |
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You funkin because your mouth wouldn't stay shut |
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How could you spread that? |
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Can't believe you said that |
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Puttin my life in jeapordy definetely it'll make the feds tap- |
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Bed trapWhat you tell your lady can make you take a dead nap |
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Fluff up your pillow an lay your head back[Chorus] |
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YOUBe pillow talkin |
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YouDon't be pillow talkin (Don't say nothin) |
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YOUBe pillow talkin |
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YouDon't be pillow talkin[Verse 2 - Scarface] |
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My advice for niggas is this |
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You can never trust no chick |
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It don't matter how silky the hoe can stroke yo dick |
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It don't matter how slimy the pussy hole gone get |
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If a nigga talks to these bitches these hoes gone snitch(SHiiit) |
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I used to **** this bitch |
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Had a husband with dope money an |
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I had his snow bunny |
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Climbin the bed post |
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Feedin her dog meat |
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In love with the nine inch, so she steady calls me |
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Tells me she's leavin, |
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I know the reason |
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She know where the guns at, the lock box keys an |
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The floor safe combo |
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But this here one ho, was this dudes bad news |
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Knock on the front door |
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A man in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??) |
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Get to the money she saw him countin in the back room |
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But it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop suit |
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Shoots at the bitch once, pops an drops dude[Chorus][Verse 3 - Tech N9ne] |
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I can tell you what the problem is |
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People try to be monogomous |
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Tell his woman a lot of shit |
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An he thinkiin he got a bottom bitch |
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Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow talkin then you oughtta quit |
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When the heat comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it |
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How you wanna spit it? |
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I don't really get it |
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Givin your woman the power to speak in a minute |
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Speakin about a brotha wanna cover ya mothawith the nina but you the only one know |
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I really did it |
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When it come back then you feel low |
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Because everyone know you aint real though |
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Cause them beans you spillin |
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You known for squealin an all you needed was a pillow |
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I shoulda did the dirt, all by my lonely |
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Like Trech say |
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But the company that you keep end up bein phony, so the tech spray |
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Never let no chick |
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I hit get with that homie |
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Cause the next day, she seein right through me |
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Got them lenses on me, like an |
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X-RayAn I'm fed up with these rappers |
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Who be yappin to these groupies |
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They flash them a little coochy |
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Then you blab an try to reduce me |
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And it always come back to me |
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So when I come through strapped with an uzi |
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It aint like "Damn why'd he shoot me?" |
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Usin the nueve name too loosely[Chorus] |