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