Martin Lawrence(speaks while choruses are sang):"look here, lemme tell you something, ya know. I´m tired a arguin im tryna share this wit chu,ok? I´m tryna giv this to yooou, ya know what im sayin? To Yooou, you know? This..if you don´t, y-you can´t get wit the indoor pool, the outdoor pool, or lil music studio thing, the little bowlin thang, ya know what im sayin? Hm, this is yours. But chu don´t like that, then fiiine man. You can leave. You can allllways leave. I´m not holdin you here".
Chorus) We can´t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You´re the one who started it (Gangsta, ugh!)
1st Verse: I gotta girl at home But she don´t cook I have my condoms in the store cause she won´t look And she neva-eva go to the grocery sto So I figure it´s safe to pull a grocery-ho She was buyin ´Alazee´ out the liquor isle She said, ´i hope its not too ghetto´
Rock-Dawg, Gold Force, Baggy style I kept her number on file For my girl be actin wyld Like last week, I told her take me to the mall But she don´t drive My otha girl picked me up at 3:05 She got a brand new car, sixteen Now the car only 1 yrs old, oh Man, but the body look grown, "whooa!" Before I catch a case I betta take my ass home Where the problems is Arguments be daily like Carson airs
Martin again: Fuck you. Fuck yooou. I on´t give a fuck whatchu have. This little indoor-indoor, outdoor pool, little bowlin alley. Material buuullshit. It don´t mean shit. It don´t make what´s in the muthafuckin heart".
(Chorus) We can´t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You´re the one who started it (I´m gangsta, ugh-ugh)
2nd Verse: Hol´ up, wait a second man That´s that thrift sto info That´s sauce again Why don´t chu talk to the mouth a the horses bout my porshes? Condo´s in front a the gold courses Instead you stay up Count every second like a fake rolley
I´m real, so you know I move real slowly The way this relationship should go if you know me I ain´t call you You wanna know why? I mean you know why How on the low i push jet-skee´s so I Couldn´t return them pages, on my motorolla Nextel, my cell it don´t work down there And what happened in cancun, stay down there What´s happenin here, made me wish I stayed down there Take a seat. Why you always makin a beef? You know these walls too thin in this apart-a-ment Now everybody hearin our arguments What the problem is?!?!?
Martin again: (audience laughs & applauds) "Why you actin like this? But letchu have some Valashi. Some nice beautiful shit. (Gangsta) They act like they gon leave yoou. You can tell em look here, Ya know. I´m tired a arguin".
(Chorus) We can´t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You´re the one who started it (I´m gangsta, ugh-ugh)
Last Verse: Man boo you know what I do So don´t trip when I come home after two Or three or four I ain´t messin wit them girls no more...this week The benz coup is so sweet When I roll down the street Tears roll down her cheeks She said, ´you must love that car more than me´ A nigga i was wit chu before the cheese
So you need to work on your priorities If she went wit ´Fabulous´ I bet that she´d be a: AR-GU-IN-G, Please I´m not actin like this cause I´m gettin spins on WU-KR-in, Cin-ci-nat-ti You think I get my voice so deep Like WU-KR-in, cin-ci-nat-ti That´s how much of a fuck I give You seen cribs? That´s how the fuck I live As far as this...
(Chorus) We can´t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You´re the one who started it Frankly sick & tired a your lies
Accueil
💃🎤 Paroles de chanson Française et Internationnales