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[Chorus: Natalie] <br />I want to know who you are but you still look very nice <br />So will you talk to me? <br />Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat? <br />They think I'm crazy, They don't understand how I feel <br /> <br />[Verse 1: Chamillionaire] <br />See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her <br />The name of my record company, (Oh your a sanger) <br />I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer <br />(Oh you that guy they talking bout when they be whisperin, ain't cha <br />Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya <br />I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger <br />Heard the rumors how your always in trouble or danger <br />Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir <br />You do have a right to be, you seem like your nice to me <br />And like your gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?) <br />I tell the boy the same hennessey on ice for me <br />Her drink starts emptying as she's pouring out her life to me <br />Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be <br />And invite me to a session of her life and she <br />Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me <br />She pulls out her picture phone "I got pictures, would you like to see?" <br />I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell <br />Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell <br />We never met is the story that my memory tells <br />Telling me tales like she doesn't handle hennessey well <br />Getting into it, getting intimate and into details <br />See, I just met you and you showing me your kids <br />"Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids" <br />Then who's in this picture, "Man, let you show you just who it is" <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse 2: Chamillionaire] <br />Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel <br />She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a <br />Round a part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger <br />Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see <br />She said she wasn't married but the rings on her finger <br />Told me she was langin and using the same uhh <br />Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her <br />Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her <br />(I bump into this dime, he told me that he used to know you <br />He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you <br />He said what he said with a passion like it was so true <br />Wouldn't take advantage of the fact that the listeners didn't really know you) <br />There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you <br />She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around <br />I find that photo, I'm like "Oh no there's some trouble in town" <br />I turn around as these two officers is coming in now <br />They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down <br />So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground <br />So close that they can listen to either of us now <br />We turn back around and she says no need for whispering <br />Then she tells me that (I don't really give a damn whose listening <br />Try to make it last a long time was my mission <br />And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him <br />Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him) <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse 3: Chamillionaire] <br />Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now <br />You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud <br />And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how <br />It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile <br />She said (pictures can be decieving like she knew he was foul <br />Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a smile's power <br />Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour <br />So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower) <br />Damn what do you mean? ( couldn't tell you that I missin him) <br />I don't understand what your saying, how did you get rid of him? <br />She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him <br />She stops, Ay keep talkin I'm listening <br />(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing) <br />Henny spilling then she tell me (For real and <br />I got the feeling of what I'm feeling is that I wanted to kill him) <br />Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villian <br />The poison's getting louder, the moral is getting clearer <br />The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her <br />Told me (It was protection, Reached for it in the stash) <br />The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass <br />Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at least <br />Baby I think you crazy, Sorry I'm pressing for time <br />I gotta go grind, time's putting to resting <br />Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing <br />That this conversation is two types of evil confession <br />And she pulls a clearer picture, It's my damn ex-best friend <br />How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house <br />Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling <br />And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him <br />The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling <br />Stood up and then I yelled out "Why in the hell did you kill him?" <br />I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy
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[Chorus: Natalie] <br />I want to know who you are but you still look very nice <br />So will you talk to me? <br />Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat? <br />They think I'm crazy, They don't understand how I feel <br /> <br />[Verse 1: Chamillionaire] <br />See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her <br />The name of my record company, (Oh your a sanger) <br />I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer <br />(Oh you that guy they talking bout when they be whisperin, ain't cha <br />Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya <br />I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger <br />Heard the rumors how your always in trouble or danger <br />Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir <br />You do have a right to be, you seem like your nice to me <br />And like your gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?) <br />I tell the boy the same hennessey on ice for me <br />Her drink starts emptying as she's pouring out her life to me <br />Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be <br />And invite me to a session of her life and she <br />Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me <br />She pulls out her picture phone "I got pictures, would you like to see?" <br />I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell <br />Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell <br />We never met is the story that my memory tells <br />Telling me tales like she doesn't handle hennessey well <br />Getting into it, getting intimate and into details <br />See, I just met you and you showing me your kids <br />"Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids" <br />Then who's in this picture, "Man, let you show you just who it is" <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse 2: Chamillionaire] <br />Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel <br />She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a <br />Round a part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger <br />Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see <br />She said she wasn't married but the rings on her finger <br />Told me she was langin and using the same uhh <br />Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her <br />Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her <br />(I bump into this dime, he told me that he used to know you <br />He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you <br />He said what he said with a passion like it was so true <br />Wouldn't take advantage of the fact that the listeners didn't really know you) <br />There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you <br />She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around <br />I find that photo, I'm like "Oh no there's some trouble in town" <br />I turn around as these two officers is coming in now <br />They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down <br />So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground <br />So close that they can listen to either of us now <br />We turn back around and she says no need for whispering <br />Then she tells me that (I don't really give a damn whose listening <br />Try to make it last a long time was my mission <br />And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him <br />Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him) <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse 3: Chamillionaire] <br />Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now <br />You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud <br />And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how <br />It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile <br />She said (pictures can be decieving like she knew he was foul <br />Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a smile's power <br />Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour <br />So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower) <br />Damn what do you mean? ( couldn't tell you that I missin him) <br />I don't understand what your saying, how did you get rid of him? <br />She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him <br />She stops, Ay keep talkin I'm listening <br />(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing) <br />Henny spilling then she tell me (For real and <br />I got the feeling of what I'm feeling is that I wanted to kill him) <br />Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villian <br />The poison's getting louder, the moral is getting clearer <br />The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her <br />Told me (It was protection, Reached for it in the stash) <br />The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass <br />Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at least <br />Baby I think you crazy, Sorry I'm pressing for time <br />I gotta go grind, time's putting to resting <br />Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing <br />That this conversation is two types of evil confession <br />And she pulls a clearer picture, It's my damn ex-best friend <br />How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house <br />Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling <br />And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him <br />The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling <br />Stood up and then I yelled out "Why in the hell did you kill him?" <br />I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy
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