Berner, Leon Thomas, Erk Tha Jerk - Can We Talk lyrics
Leon Thomas [Leon George Thomas III] Brooklyn, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Berner, Leon Thomas, Erk Tha Jerk - Can We Talk lyrics]
Can we talk for a minute
Can we talk for a minute
Gotta be honest
Can't keep my eyes of your thighs
Been shopping for a lady friend
About your size
You know, fuck faces, scarface
I might call you the wrong name
Higher than the ball face
Selling dreams all day, all game, arcade
I don't ever cuff from them
Scuffs on my all greys
Pose for the photo, she know what it was
She ain't even see the logo
Straight up out the hood
Got the Joog on the ocho
Leaning like a cholo off the Jamie
Young tender she a product of the 80's
Eight eighty riding fly by the coliseum
Smoking presidential, got Michelle
Condoleezza
Where you from? What's your name?
Martin Payne to your Gina
Lot of game for your speakers
Lot of lames in them bleachers
The ice melted like an hour ago
She fell in love two showers ago uh, huh
(LT) Can we talk for a minute
(EJ) What's your name, where you from girl?
(LT&EJ) I really think that
You're the one girl
(LT&EJ) I really think that you're the one
Gold watch from the late 80's, yellow as piss
In the car from the 60's just letting it drip
Where the time go? Baby talk a lot
But she fly though
Get inside, then kiss it, make her eyes close
White jump off, dope boy in my adidas
Like a man with no heart is how I treat her
I made her put her feet up
She told me slow it down
So I ease up, Let her ride on it, bounce
Speed bump
She like it rough like a 20 year stretch
She like her hair pulled
Hands wrapped tight around her neck
Let me kiss it one more time when I visit
Paragraphs in my email
She tell me how she miss it
Not a stain in my all white get up
She don't swallow like a baby
She just spit up
One call and she's mine, one bottle of wine
One minute on the phone with your girl
Yeah, I got whats mine
(LT) Can we talk for a minute
(EJ) What's your name, where you from girl?
(LT&EJ) I really think that
You're the one girl
(LT&EJ) I really think that you're the one
Can we talk for a minute
Gotta be honest
Can't keep my eyes of your thighs
Been shopping for a lady friend
About your size
You know, fuck faces, scarface
I might call you the wrong name
Higher than the ball face
Selling dreams all day, all game, arcade
I don't ever cuff from them
Scuffs on my all greys
Pose for the photo, she know what it was
She ain't even see the logo
Straight up out the hood
Got the Joog on the ocho
Leaning like a cholo off the Jamie
Young tender she a product of the 80's
Eight eighty riding fly by the coliseum
Smoking presidential, got Michelle
Condoleezza
Where you from? What's your name?
Martin Payne to your Gina
Lot of game for your speakers
Lot of lames in them bleachers
The ice melted like an hour ago
She fell in love two showers ago uh, huh
(LT) Can we talk for a minute
(EJ) What's your name, where you from girl?
(LT&EJ) I really think that
You're the one girl
(LT&EJ) I really think that you're the one
Gold watch from the late 80's, yellow as piss
In the car from the 60's just letting it drip
Where the time go? Baby talk a lot
But she fly though
Get inside, then kiss it, make her eyes close
White jump off, dope boy in my adidas
Like a man with no heart is how I treat her
I made her put her feet up
She told me slow it down
So I ease up, Let her ride on it, bounce
Speed bump
She like it rough like a 20 year stretch
She like her hair pulled
Hands wrapped tight around her neck
Let me kiss it one more time when I visit
Paragraphs in my email
She tell me how she miss it
Not a stain in my all white get up
She don't swallow like a baby
She just spit up
One call and she's mine, one bottle of wine
One minute on the phone with your girl
Yeah, I got whats mine
(LT) Can we talk for a minute
(EJ) What's your name, where you from girl?
(LT&EJ) I really think that
You're the one girl
(LT&EJ) I really think that you're the one