Murs & 9Th Wonder - Let Me Talk lyrics

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[Intro: MURS talking]

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah YEAH!

Aaaah. Shhh shhh shhh shhh shhh

Whoa, calm down, calm down, wh-whoa

Whoa, wha-whoa wha-whoa whoa whoa. Shhhh

Let me talk Let me talk. Shhhh. Look. Whoa whoa

[Verse 1: MURS]

Calm down

What's this all about?

How you raise your voice and yellin' at me in my house?

Look I should kick you out if you want to scream and shout

Cause I'm just not in the mood for a heavy weight bout

Oh, that's what's up then

You keep on interruptin'

Like you runnin' thangs, hold up let me tell you somethin'

You can roll your eyes and stomp your feet

But your mouth might put your ass out in the street

Open your mouth again, the story never ends

Talkin' to me crazy like I'm one of your friends

I can't get a word in

You should try listenin'

I should call you Tyler Perry since you always dissin' men

If you keep on raisin' hell I'm gonna get up on my cell

So when the Police come, Miss Madea Goes To Jail

Well, well, well

Look who changed they tune

I think these fights go with the cycle of the moon

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm talkin' about PMS

And if we had more sex you wouldn't be so stressed

But you like to front like that time of the month

Ain't the reason why you got your panties all in a bunch

And that's figurative and literal

The shit you pull is pitiful

For one week a month you always make my life so miserable

So, here we go gettin' loud and obnoxious

When really what you need is some Motrin and chocolate

I'm only jokin'

On the low, kinda hopin'

That comedy will calm your ass down for the moment

I wanna turn the game on

You busy with the same song

Okay, I'm not right but look, I know I ain't wrong

You ain't goin' nowhere

Put them bags down

Got your hands in my face

Oh you think you bad now?

Okay

Let's just see where that gets you

Knock yourself out cause I'm not the one to hit you

And I ain't sleepin' on the couch

My neck's still hurtin' from the last time

We gotta talk now?

C'mon, can't it wait till halftime?

It's like your favorite past time

You yell and you scream

But nothing comes between a man and his favorite team

And look

Don't make me choose cause you just might lose

Now, take your ass to the other room, turn on the news

Wait, wait wait wait wait wait

I didn't mean it like that

I'm just excited from the game

C'mon baby come back

Look I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I got a little silly

But c'mon what really arguin' about now really?

You know I love you

You know you love me

But why does it always have to get so ugly?

Don't even want to hug me because you wanna stay mad

It's the crazy game that men and women play since way back

But men never win, so forget it man I'm out

Cause I already planned on sleepin' on the couch

[Talking: MURS]

You know what? Know what? Forget it, forget it. I'm finished. La la la la

Where's the remote? I'm takin' the good covers too

You can't take the good-you sleepin' on the sheets

And when you get cold don't try to snug up on me on the couch

Don't try to call me back in there later either. I'm out this mother!

[Verse 2: Suga Free]

Wait a minute what? What did you say you gonna do to my Impala?

I'll jump out this car so fast and drop kick you in the medulla oblongata

Okay I see you stupid just like your momma and them

Yeah I said it

And I was just as stupid as you for stayin' with you

Cause I regret it

So let me get in clean

Cause the game don't change, people do

These little niggas jumpin' out blastin' in them skinny jean

And the last thing I need is your ass to hassle

Yeah man she told the judge I hit her

She hit herself in the head with a bag of apple

And I told her, "I hate goin' to your spot"

Cause her daddy can't say nothin'

Unless he put that thing on his neck that make him sound like a robot

And I sound retarded right?

I can't lie

One day a butterfly landed on a skull and brought tears to my eye

Think I'm ungrateful and she would never satisfy

Keep showin', they laugh at her cause her daddy got killed

Going to the hood tryin' to pay a nigga to pee on me

And you ever been with one or two bitches

Just you and her in the car

You know she farted but she lookin' at you like you did it

She kinda dirty to us

Man, I can't stand a woman, act polite, take a shit and never give a courtesy flush

One day we went to apply to a phat loan

She said, "Ah yes." Changed her voice up and said

"Bitch you don't ever talk like that at home"

But that's what woman do

Just like that, "This is my husband." Lie

I keep tellin' you, "Quit tellin' people that cause I ain't nothin' to you."