Deezy K - Talk No More

But we not making love no more
We're not even trying to change
Tell me how it slips away
Does it ever stay the same?
We don't even talk no more
We've ran out of words to say
Tell me it don't have to change
Won't it ever stay the same?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, baby
Robec you a genius
You told me this one crazy story
I really enjoyed it
It made me feel a certain way I was feeling important
We both play the game too cold twin Michael Jordans
I spent too much time really i couldnt afford it
Bad bitches all I know
I let a couple couple good women come and women go
They say they had to grow
You know I had hoes before you met me
Aye you know I get bows but i be taxing
Pressure when you wanna be
You pressure you belong to me
When you leaving from the club you know you coming home to me
I can't really let you be alone
Be alone with me
I can't let you smoke with another nigga come blow strong with me
I put my heart on my sleeve
Blood on the bottom of my sneakers
You turned around and say A nigga you dont need em
But I guess thats just how this party goes
Come to my room & let me take off all yo clothes
Bad bitches all I know
I let a couple couple good women come and women go
They say they had to grow
You know I had hoes before you met me
Aye you know I get bows but i be taxing
She an angel with a Halo on her head snatched my soul from me
& You was supposed to keep a secret but you told on me
& I was giving you some paper how you fold on me
You was supposed to be down to ride but you drove on me
Bad bitches all I know
I let a couple couple good women come and women go
They say they had to grow
You know I had hoes before you met me
Aye you know I get bows but i be taxing
But We dont talk no more
You dont call no more
You be acting like you dont fuck with me at all no more
But she gone hop up on the dick and take it all fasho
& You was supposed to be my bitch you aint my dog no more yea
Bad bitches.. I cant fuck with none of these sad bitches..
Yea and I got real digits I can't move like no square
Real digits I gotta move like a player and my real bitches they gone fuck with this song here
12 racks on me but I still dont fuck with 12
September 11 Fitst time I went to jail
10 on the watch but the time will never tell how many bad bitches
That be all a nigga know (Know dog)
Good ones come and the good ones go
I never fuckin cared tho
I never fuckin cared tho
Bad bitches all I know
I let a couple couple good women come and women go
They say they had to grow
You know I had hoes before you met me
Aye you know I get bows but i be taxing
But We dont talk no more
You dont call no more
You be acting like you dont fuck with me at all no more
But she gone hop up on the dick and take it all fasho
& You was supposed to be my bitch you aint my dog no more yea

Written by:
DaKelvin Jenkins, Robec The Genius

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