is true for you Chorus: I'm so tired of that He say, She say Runnin' round hatin on me I'm so tired of that He say, She say, He say This ain't the
Tłumaczenie: No Question. Powiedzieć, She Say.
tired of the he say, she say, he say This ain't the way that things supposed to be I'm so tired of the he say, she say, he say Running 'round hating
supposed to do? Even though I knew he never told the truth He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
, if it don't go down now That mean aye'body was wrong Can you face yourself with that question? Or the answer? What the fuck do you believe in? Say
should be arrested new Tody Chester with my nuts on your chest b-tch she said "hey 'Ye" I said "Yes B-tch" damn I'm only asking you a question I met this
don't give a F-U-C-K Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki sh-she escaped She on a diet, but her cock is eating cheesecake And I'll say "Bride of Chuckie" is child
of murder and doom As her eyes appeared to bloom He wanted to touch them But was afraid she might be taken aback Then what would he say? They walked
, rob the motherfuckin' joint As far as moms bust her in her goddamn head Dumb bitch, that's the reason we're going up in there She don't know what the fuck she
the Limo back seats Lookin' in the faces of some ladies that I never met On the interview tip, no sweat They ask me questions, I throw the words back They say
will never ever let you live this down, down, down I need more drinks and less lights And that American Apparel girl in just tights She told the director she tryin' to get into school He
shoe this is spend them Balls like the ceiling fake, yeah Ferrari 12, ...twisted in the street You can kiss the curve, they can kiss that bitch She got
some bruises Teachers ask questions she makin up excuses Bleedin on the inside, cryin on the out Its only one girl really knows what she about Her name
She wanna wrinkle my linens So I sprinkle her with gin and then we begin sinnin, uhh Blasphemy, oh my God, we be sinnin She keeps scratchin me like she
this one question for me I just wonder Do you ever Think of me anymore Do you? First off let me say congratulations Heard that you just had a baby girl If she
my mind I can't help but question Does she rub your feet When you've had a long day Scratch your scalp When you take out your braids Does she know that
the Q-train home Satisfied, she learned the words to my thug song See we one big borough of Dons with firearms And we never use those, til the man act other than he