Camu Tao - You Hear Me Talking To You lyrics

(I think this shit's cool so
I'm gonna go ahead and start this shit off)

Let's jet miss and only you none of
Your girls on the guest list
Whatchu waitin for? Whatchu hatin' for?
What!? Don't be fuckin' me i'm
A important fact of luxury
Don't be duckin me fool! Nigga's ain't cool
(I know) is your tank full? Why I always
Gotta rock the flyest shit?
Physical death, immediately on a minimum peth
Injuring'em with a link of physical sex
Textile Dial up slut friends
End up with a girlfriend, shit gets buckwild
(Kill ME)
Whatchu cryin' for? Whatchu lyin' for?
I'm the shit that you should be eyein' whore
My dick is like the iron horse
Toss her out the whip
Hit her head on the curb (Sorry)
You ain't gettin' nothin' you didn't deserve
Servin' sluts with words that cut
And nerves that front i know it's not easy
Like walking through the park 71 willings
So learn to suck it right cause this
Shit it goes on every night
(what, what, what)

You hear me talking to your stupid ass
(what, what, what) you say
(what, what, what) You heard (what, what
What)

Yakima is hot to hell i'd
Rather be shot to hell
Then end up fuckin' witchu you
Locked in jail
What you sayin' B that's how it's gotta be
Open up a nigga's face and live in tragedy
Yo, pick up don't be mad at me
I guess this shit is cool beans
Dangerous, mood swings whatever
The shoe brings
?I'm graftin' hate? your ass is late
Try to go up to my crib and trash my place
I smack your face and smack your date
Now a sticky situa served with maskin tape
Go 'head, get up nigga do somethin'
Get up, go on try to move somethin'
You sick, bitch go 'head an quit
You're not def to shit, you requested it
The majestic dick
Roll over to the crib and molest ya chick
I don't respect ya, bitch!

(what, what, what)

You hear me talking to your stupid ass
(what, what, what) you say
(what, what, what) You heard (what, what
What)