Chours

i want to know who you are
but you seem very nice
so will you talk to me
shall i tell u a story
shall i tell you a [bad word] they think i'm crazy
they don't know our life is near

Verse 1

See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my [bad word]  she said "You a sanga"
My name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer
Oh, you that guy they talkin about when they be whisperin aint ya
Bring ya name up when they talkin and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal wit cha anger
Heard [bad word] bout how you always in trouble or danger
Not gonna judge you if it's [bad word] so there's no need to explain
Cause ya do have a right to be, ya seem like ya nice ta me
I'm bout to order me another drink, here, would you like a seat?(Yea)
I tell the bartender seme Hennesey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptyin while she spillin out her life to me (slow down)
Tellin me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
Invitin me, into a session of her life and she
Seems so [bad word] innocent, but something isn't right to me
She pulls out a picture phone "I got pics, would you like to see?"
I'm thinkin she gotta be friendly as [bad word] Givin her soul to me, it's like an identity sale
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Tellin me tales like she doesn't handle Hennesey well
Gettin into it, gettin intimate, and into detail
See I just met ya and ya showin me ya kids
Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids
Then who is in this picture?
Man, lemme show you just who it is

Chours

i want know who you are
but you seem very nice
so will you talk to me
shall i tell u a story
shall i tell you a [bad word] they think i'm crazy
they don't know our life is near

Verse 2

Um, I don't remember her name, but she looked like a angel
Knew she wasn't from here, I knew that she didn't hanga
Round the same part of the hood, but hey the story gets stranga
Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain ya
See, said she wasn't married, but the ring on her finger
Told me that she was lyin and just usin the same ah
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spittin the game I spit to em when I'm tryin to bang a
I bumped into this guy and he told me he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and the love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so [bad word] And took advantage of the fact that the listeners really didn't know you
His picture's in my pocket book, almost got it, I'll show you
Sheee digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
To find that photo I'm like oh no, there's some trouble in town
We turn around and see two [bad word] in now
They walk in real suspicious [bad word] and sit down
So close I could see they barrels of they guns to the ground
So close that they could listen to either one of us now (shhhh)
We turn back around and then she says "No need for whisperin"
Then she tells me "I don't really give a [bad word] who's listenin"
Tried to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on trippin and then I got [bad word] at him
Hit him with my fist and them punches were never missin him

Chours

i want to know who you are
but you seem very nice
so will you talk to me
shall i tell u a story
shall i tell you a [bad word] they think i'm crazy
they don't know our life is near

Verse 3

Okay, let's get this straight
Your man cheated on you and now
You're talkin to a perfect stranger like it's makin ya proud
And the rest of this conversation she's just tellin me how
Wasn't her boyfriend in the pic, but a familiar smile
She said "pictures can be decieving" like she knew he was foul
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