real Talk Lyrics
(Talking)
Do I know your friend who?
At a club?
Who was there?
Girl, I wadn't-
Wait a minute, calm down
I was at a club wit' who?
Get the f**k-
Man, you know what?
(Singing)
Girl, I'm not about to sit up here and argue with you about who's to blame or call no names
Real talk. See, girl
Only thing I'm tryin' to establish with you is not who's right or who's wrong, but what's right and what's wrong
Real talk
Just because your friend say she saw me at a club with some other bitches
Sittin' in VIP
Smokin' and drinkin' and kickin' it, tell me girl
Did she say there were other guys there?
Did she say there were other guys there?
Were there other guys there?
Well, tell me this
How the f**k she know I was with them other girls, then
When the whole club packed- wait a minute let me finish what I've got to say
I've been with you five years, and you listening to your mo-f**king girlfriends?
I dont know why you f**k with them ol' jealous no man havin' ass hos, anyway
Real talk
Always accusing me of some ol' bullshit when I'm just tryin' to have a good time
Robert you did this, Kells I heard you did that
Don't you think I got enough bullshit on my mind?
Real talk
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H-hold up
Didn't I just give you money to go get your hair, toes, and nails done the other day?
Hmm. Yeah, your ass was smilin' then
Real talk
Uh- gave who some damn money?
I ain't gave nobody no damn money, girl
Is you tweakin'?
You see what your problem is
You're always runnin' off at the mouth, telling your girls your motherf**king business
When- they dont eat with us
They dont sleep with us
Besides, what they eat dont make us shit
Real talk
You called my momma's house and what?
Girl, my momma aint gotta screen no calls from me
Real talk
And watch your mouth
F**k me? Girl, f**k you!
I dont give a f**k about what you talkin' about
I'm sick of this bullshit
I'm coming home and getting my shit and gettin' tha f**k up outta' dodge
You ain't gotta worry about me no more
And the next time your ass get horny
Go f**k one of your funky ass friends
Sh- Hell, you probably already doing that shit anyway
You gonna burn what?
Bitch, I wish you would burn my motherf**king clothes
With your triflin' ass
Milton!
You bogus girl
Milton!
Start your car, warm it up, and get ready to take me home
This bitch done lost her motherf**king mind
