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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Everything But The Girl - Silent TreatmentIntro/Chorus: repeat 2X Girl you know that you need to stop givin me the silent.. treatment baby Cant you see what you mean to me? I wanna love you constantly, but you keep neglecting me And treating me silently Verse One: BlackThought Yo, I had a Queen named Amina, height 57" Caramel-complected, body like heaven Met her through the sister of my man Big Vince Like some shit from out the flicks we been in love ever since She called me her chocolate brotha, I call her my sugar sista Knew Shorty could work it since before I ever kissed her I never dissed her, painted my picture to hit But because sex she wasnt with, she started flippin an shit Like, "Listen man, Im Queen Amina, Aminas not no freak and that game is weak and keep tryin to hit I could quit speakin Tariq in fact, you bein BlackThought dont get ya closer I dig ya but wont bone ya because Im so-called supposed ta Most o them would, but that couldnt be me, thats not my flava Go home and think about that, maybe later on Ill page ya..." I contemplated, and then concluded she was bluffin Steady pursuin screwin, gettin nothin but the silent treatment Chorus (+ "Silently bay-bee" at end) Verse Two: BlackThought Crazy frustration, about my lovin situation When patience was a virtue, but I wasnt used to waitin I want some Marvin Gaye healin, feelin is real inside I slip and slide, my ridell keep you occupied, Id.. love to get wit it like that, but my babys kitty cats capped and locked, Love Boat is docked at the shore And what for? Later for groupies on tour Why wont my sugar call me no more? I mean, my Queen gets upset, rejectin and sexually neglect Then sayin Im more sewer than Das EFX, and closed-minded Its like Im blinded by the skinnin Im into women; because of that, this ones into communication Temptation played the vandal, freakin my brain, my mind Rippin the handle on physically scandalous acts Yo! She knew what I wanted, but she fronted ... bust it Chorus Verse Three: BlackThought Well umm Movin right along with the song, plus the strong feelings on my mind, desire to intertwine Combine and blend, baby bust a message that I send Aint no need to pretend, cause shit is real til the end I provide a place to hide from crime, hard times and livin trife, while I open ya mind, youre in my life like love, it aint no way no one can rise above whats real Thats why Im feelin like youre makin me bugged I puff an El on fifty deuce while I walk in the rain Heart feelin killa pain while I hop the train Dial her number to the rest, and aint no messages left Regardless, my chest thumps from stress, yo its a mess I dont know what I got to do to make you understand Im for real and thats no question, no frontin or no guessin Undressin, carressin, in the span, that I contain in my hand could touch and make you say that Im such a man and call my name, so let me set your body aflame Ill never treat you like a dame or run game Now whos to blame? I know youre not a hoe for niggaz with a lot of dough But I just wanted you to know Chorus (+ "silently" at end) Chorus 1/2 (+ "silently, si-lent-ly" at end) *whistling of music fades away* |
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