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Arguments Lyrics |
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 Martin Lawrence(speaks while choruses are sang):"look here, lemme tell you something, ya know. I`m tired a arguin im tryna share this wit chu,ok? I`m tryna giv this to yooou, ya know what im sayin? To Yooou, you know? This..if you don`t, y-you can`t get wit the indoor pool, the outdoor pool, or lil music studio thing, the little bowlin thang, ya know what im sayin? Hm, this is yours. But chu don`t like that, then fiiine man. You can leave. You can allllways leave. I`m not holdin you here".Chorus) We can`t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You`re the one who started it (Gangsta, ugh!) 1st Verse: I gotta girl at home But she don`t cook I have my condoms in the store cause she won`t look And she neva-eva go to the grocery sto So I figure it`s safe to pull a grocery-ho She was buyin `Alazee` out the liquor isle She said, `i hope its not too ghetto` Rock-Dawg, Gold Force, Baggy style I kept her number on file For my girl be actin wyld Like last week, I told her take me to the mall But she don`t drive My otha girl picked me up at 3:05 She got a brand new car, sixteen Now the car only 1 yrs old, oh Man, but the body look grown, "whooa!" Before I catch a case I betta take my ass home Where the problems is Arguments be daily like Carson airs Martin again: Fuck you. Fuck yooou. I on`t give a fuck whatchu have. This little indoor-indoor, outdoor pool, little bowlin alley. Material buuullshit. It don`t mean shit. It don`t make what`s in the muthafuckin heart". (Chorus) We can`t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You`re the one who started it (I`m gangsta, ugh-ugh) 2nd Verse: Hol` up, wait a second man That`s that thrift sto info That`s all second hand Why don`t chu talk to the mouth a the horses bout my porshes? Condo`s in front a the gold courses Instead you stay up Count every second like a fake rolley I`m real, so you know I move real slowly The way this relationship should go if you know me I ain`t call you You wanna know why? I mean you know why How on the low i push jet-skee`s so I Couldn`t return them pages, on my motorolla Nextel, my cell it don`t work down there And what happened in cancun, stay down there What`s happenin here, made me wish I stayed down there Take a seat. Why you always makin a beef? You know these walls too thin in this apart-a-ment Now everybody hearin our arguments What the problem is?!?!? Martin again: (audience laughs & applauds) "Why you actin like this? But letchu have some Valashi. Some nice beautiful shit. (Gangsta) They act like they gon leave yoou. You can tell em look here, Ya know. I`m tired a arguin". (Chorus) We can`t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You`re the one who started it (I`m gangsta, ugh-ugh) Last Verse: Man boo you know what I do So don`t trip when I come home after two Or three or four I ain`t messin wit them girls no more...this week The benz coup is so sweet When I roll down the street Tears roll down her cheeks She said, `you must love that car more than me` A nigga i was wit chu before the cheese So you need to work on your priorities If she went wit `Fabulous` I bet that she`d be a: AR-GU-IN-G, & Please I`m not actin like this cause I`m gettin spins on W-KR-B-in, Cin-ci-nat-ti You think I get my voice so deep Like W-KRB-in, cin-ci-nat-ti That`s how much of a fuck I give You seen cribs? That`s how the fuck I live As far as this... (Chorus) We can`t even sit & talk Witout chu arguin Girl you must be outta your mind You`re the one who started it Frankly sick & tired a your lies |
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