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You got me fucked up for real. Honestly, I'm not happy. I don't wanna talk about that shit no more. Don't talk about either. Talk about this shit right Now. Because what the fuck you been up to? You don't think I wanna be happy? I wanna Where you been at all day? Do I look Stupid to you? Who been calling? You got me crying, fucking--Who the fuck you You going? Yeah, this not the time. Where you going? You We tryna talk right now. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning. 'Cause if we do now, then I'ma be going In. Yelling, cussing me out, girl, this is your Warning. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning, yeah. I'm doing something important. Now you calling me talking this whore shit. Every day popping up with some more shit. I just smack my lips, ignore it. All this arguing is getting boring. Got me starting to think you enjoy it. Guess love is a war. I hang up the Phone, you knock at the door. This used to be fun, now it feel like A chore. Shit. Too high right now, too drunk right now. I don't even know what the fuck you're talking About. I'm just tryna get out of it, yeah. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning, yeah. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning, yeah. Man, how unfortunate. Why you resort to the screaming and cussing and Throwing my shit out on the porch again? Swear to God this shit is torture. My heart hit the floor and it cracked like Porcelain. Why are you forcing it? I'm 'bout to forfeit. I had it up to Here with all your shit. I'm tired of dealing With your emotions. swear God I didn't Shut the Fuck up, bitch. I swear to God that was Me. Shut up. What bitches you got key in Your car, bro buddy? I'm too tired and too high right now to Be hearing all that riffraff. We just need to roll up and just smoke And just chill and wait till the morning, Morning, morning. Yeah. We just need to roll up and just smoke And just chill and wait till the morning, Morning, morning. If I'm asking you a question I already know The answer to it, nigga, don't lie, period. I already called this bitch. Call her right now. Let me see your phone. Give me your phone motherfucker. Blah, blah, blah, Blah, blah, blah, Blah, blah, Blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, Blah. blah, Blah. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning, yeah. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning. We gon' talk about it in the morning, yeah. Let's just talk about it in the morning. Right now. High right now, drunk right now. Yeah. Right drunk Right Now. Blah, blah. Take a deep breath. Here we go.
Buddy, Kent Jamz, BJ the Chicago Kid — Talk About It
«Talk About It» — Buddy, Kent Jamz, BJ the Chicago Kid. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:32. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
