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Pillow Talkin'

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