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Текст (слова) песни: Tela - U Can`t Tell

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, so where ya nigga at
I`m with you baby
Oh cat daddy, ooh

[Hook x5]
You need to watch your gal like you watch your mail
She slick as gel, steady head shots and you can`t tell

[Verse 1]
You need to watch your gal like you watch your mail
She slick as gel, steady head shots and you can`t tell
Oh well, I guess you just a nigga with low self-confidence
Cause she be tearin` up yo shit, and other shit, it got bumps in it
And when you met her she was foul inside the cerebellum
She was boostin` sets and runnin` checks, burnin` up the tellers
Now you jealous, that`s yo fault cause you talked to her way better
Do your own brain-washin` you got stained, you gon` let her
Do you laundry, count your money, nigga you mentally weak
For some hoes, buyin` clothes to pump yo masculinity
Now peep, don`t be cryin` in my Jeep, don`t be climbin` on my seats
Don`t be lyin` you ain`t dyin` to see that freak
Cause I know you like I know a puzzle
Her little nieces got the pieces to distort ya hustle
You like a Russell, without the Simmons
Hard, full of lemons, spurred by the women
Just a part of yo livin`
And I`m feelin` that chu` really ain`t got no pull on it
I`ll put the hood on it cause you ain`t puttin` enough of wood on it
Don`t it hurt cho` feelings when they get older
See I can`t fault her, when you bought her
And yo mama takin` care of ya daughter

[Hook x5]

[Verse 2]
Roll up and fold up and take a trip off to Long Beach
Hold up, we grown ups still got that freak in yo arms reach
I preach so you can see but I don`t need to
You don`t comprehend or take this in, you got my face blue
Makin` me hate you, I can`t erase you or deflate you
From ya thought of thinkin` small sinkin`
That up with the click and linkin`, speakin` of a Lincoln
She keeps your`s on the weekend, she keeps your motor leakin`
Trust the board to floor she creepin`
And the challenges too much, got chu` down and got chu` crushed
Don`t be houndin` like a bus, stop surroundin` her with trust
See you cuss, you want things but what chu` want and what they seem
But they are what they are, she isn`t no star
Far from clean so I swing into some blows of that scandalous ho
She ducks and dove through the stoves, pickin` up old shit in commodes
I suppose you gotta handle on it, don`t it
Hey...pause a moment
If you seen some dick off in her, dog would you get sick to yo stomach

[Hook x5]

[Verse 3]
I confess, got me stressed, give me one to my chest
Fuck with chu` I need them guns and smoke some like I`m Elliott Ness
I choke and hope for the best, you don`t wanna change this mess
You don`t wanna claim yo chest, go on and hang her dress
You out, just like halo, she builds yo ass like Lego`s
It`s in yo blood, makin` love to the club to pay hoes
Occasional she spotted at the French and Corners
Breakin` back some borders, ya nastical acts on rats
Fuck em` heads and shoulders
You get cho` ho I guess you would
I call that bitch a ho cause that shoe it fits so good
All through the hood fuckin` niggas with no prophylactics
Scared to ask and man it`s 96` it`s gettin` drastic
Without cho` plastic, headed for the red, bitch on sex
Because you hit from hind and you ain`t tryin` to get no head
I`ve heard you said that you love that ho from here to China
Is it blindness, Ray Charles can see that ho got jaws
Like brakes through Midas

[Hook repeated to fade]

 

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