Jagged Edge - The Way You Talk To Me (extended Lp Version) lyrics

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Jagged Edge - The Way You Talk To Me (extended Lp Version) lyrics

[Da Brat] It's scarey I'm a subsidiary of So So Def next to Jay D This funkdafide baby keep 'em crazy My mentality happen to be livin' lavish With formalities of having the fat sh** My status is impeccable We wreckin' yo crew the casualty is you Jagged Edge coming through Remember who [JD] Hit it did it something like a thousand times Can't stop, can't quit Gotta, gotta get mine Get yours [Da Brat] I catch you off guard Keep yo dick hard Follow the yellow b**h To the road to riches And if the smoke thickens It's to be the beat Or it detrimental to your brain Choakin' off Mary Jane A.T. Lanta insane Came and kept it wetter than Niagra The main dame who maintain to stay platinum, yeah, aww [Jagged Edge] We talking, me touchin' you and your body We even talkin' 'bout you and your other guys I like it when you tell me what you'd do if I was with you I like it 'cause you have nothin' to hide 1 - The way that you talk to me The things that you say to me You got my body girl Have your way with me I'm tellin' you now There's something about Girl, I can't live without The way you talk to me We talking 'bout dreams you have about you and I You tell me things I did to you once I got up inside You make me look forward to the future Wanna have a wife and kid 'cause all the time that I been gettin' around I never felt like this, yeah I know you know baby, how much I love you I love you, you love me, and I know Baby, I know, whoa, yeah, whoa When I call yo name [JD] It's all about the pu-punani-nani And mo' money With me pink bunny and the G You just in the D J.E. era Chromed out carreras Sex, booze and the nonstop I flow wit cheddar Gimme some Christal, a sip or so You can send the Mo' back The type that walk up in the club screamin' Where the ho's at Tracks stay steaming, keep your floors packed Diamonds stay gleeming and you're no match For me and my faculty Actually all y'all are whacked to me Send me some some true playa's, with true rank Don't give a damn what you think Make a bet and I'll stop yo' bank, baby You dress jiggy, body bomdigi Then it's a possiblity that you and I can get busy What chu wanna do, sh** I got a pocket full of rubbers, and Jay E. do too Repeat 1 Make you scream Papa You the best da da Repeat until fade

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