Janelle Monáe - Hell You Talmbout lyrics
[Janelle Monáe - Hell You Talmbout lyrics]
Bombs on the floor smoke in the mirror
Girls get their hair done
In electric jungles drunk man comes
Stopping the limo he said he got a gun
But we keep on jamming on
Red, white, and blue here come the sirens
Only to dance
With the little girls on the corner
There's a war in the streets nobody speaks
And now a boy laying on the ground
Now what the hell hell you talking 'bout?
Now what the hell hell you talking 'bout?
Coca leaf from Indone' travels down
To ghetto streets, right to ya' hand
Hooking kids hooking mothers to get you high
You're stealing from your brother's friends
The poor man eats off of rich men's dollars
The dope man, looking cool
He pullin' girls on the regular
But now he's in jail for life taxman dollars
Oh!
Now what the hell hell you talking 'bout?
Now what the hell hell you talking 'bout?
Baby, ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh baby, ohh
Staying after school
Cause you wanna go to college
The burgers ain't paying off
And you be cussin' while you're cooking 'em
But still you bop and push that mop
And dream about
The day you're finally free at last
Across the street limping lovers
Drinking summer fun
Snake eyes are gonna roll
We're laughing together right
Right when the shooting comes
Baby what the hell you talking 'bout
Now what the hell hell you talking 'bout?
Now what the hell hell you talking 'bout?
Baby, ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh baby, ohh