i listened to the song and wrote em myself..
------HERE'S HOW IT GOES--------------
parts that are in italics = parts that im not sure what they says..
Chamillionaire
The Girl
{The Guy}
ENJOY!!!
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::Chorus - Natalie::
i dont know who you are..
but you seem very nice..
so will you talk to me?..
shall i tell you the story?..
shall i tell you a dream?..
they think im crazy..
they dont know that I like it here
::Verse One - Chamillionaire::
it started off as just a simple conversation, I gave her/
the name of my record company,she said your a stranger/
my name's chamillionaire,and im a rap entertainer/oh
oh you the guy they talkin bout when they be whispering aint ya?/(yeh)
bring your name up when they talkin and say money would change ya/
i heard alot about how you can't deal with ya anger/(what?)
i heard the rumors about how you alwayz in trouble or danger/(from who?)
not gonna judge ya if it's true cause there no need to explain-sir/
cuz ya do have a right to be,
you seem like you nice to me/
im bout to order me another drink,
hey would you like a seat?/(yeh)
i tell the bar tender "same hennessy on ice for me"/
her drink starts emtyin while she spillin out her life to me/(slow down)
tellin me about her goals and how succesful she would like to be/
invitin me,into a session of her life but she/
seems so damn innocent but somethin isnt right to me/
she pulls out a picture phone,i got pics,would you like to see?/
im thinkin she gotta be friendly as hell/
givin her soul to me is like an identity sale/
"we never met" is the story that my memory tells/
tellin me tales,like she doesnt handle hennessy well/
gettin into it,gettin intimate and into details/
see,i just met ya and ya showin me ya kids/
who said i had any kids,i didnt bring up no kids/
then who is in this picture miss?,lemme show you just who it is
::Chorus - Natalie::
i dont know who you are..
but you seem very nice..
so will you talk to me?..
should i tell you the story?..
should i tell you the truth?..
they think im crazy..
they dont know..
that I like it here
::Verse Two - Chamillionaire::
i dont re-member her name,but she looked like a angel/(damn)
Knew she wasnt from here,i know that she didnt hang a
round this part of the hood,but the story gets stranger/
cause this stranger was stranger,then i could explain ya/
see,she said she wasnt married but the ring on her finger/
told me that she was lyin and she was usin the same-ah/
game i use on women so i couldnt even blame her/
for spittin the game i spit to em,when im tryin to bang-ah/
i bumped,into this guy {who?} and told me that she used to know you/
and told me about the loyalty and the love that she used to show you/{oh yeah?}
he,said what he said with a passion like it was so true/
and took advantage of the fact that the listeners really didnt know you/
{His pictures in my pocket,-book,almost got it i'll show you}/
she digs in the purse and while she fumbles around/
to find that photo,im like "oh no" there's some trouble in town/
they turn around,and see two officers comin in now/
they walk in real suspicious,and come and sit down/
so close i could see the barrels of the guns to the ground/
so close that they could listen to either on of us now/(shhhhhh)
we turn back around and then she says,"no need for whisperin"/
then she tells me,"i dont really give a damn who's listening"..
tried to make it last a long time was my mission-and..
he kep on trippin-and,then i got pissed at him..
hit em with my fists and them punches were never missin him..
::Chorus - Natalie::
i dont know who you are..
but you seem very nice..
so will you talk to me?..
should i tell you the story?..
should i tell you the truth?..
they think im crazy..
they dont know..
that I like it here
okay,let's think this straight,your man cheated on you and now..
you talkin to a perfect stranger like it's makin you proud..
and the rest of this conversation she just tellin me how..
wasnt her boyfriend in the picture but a familiar smile..
she said "pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul..
look closer and you'll see a coward who uses his smile as power..
the gleam is a smoke screen couldnt stand it anotha hour..
so she did what she did and she went to go take a shower..
what are you sayin,what do you mean? "i couldnt tell you that im missin him"..
i dont understand what you sayin,how you get rid of him?
she dissin him,as i ask her what did she to do him..
she stops...then i say "ay,keep talkin im listening"..
i dont wanna tell her about the pictures im picturin..
henny spillin,and she tell me for realin,that the feelin..
that i was feelin is that i wanted to kill him..
somethin is wrong,here and i know just who's the villain..
her voice was gettin louder,the moral is gettin clearer..
the officers is lookin at us,and i can tell they can hear her..
told me it was protection,reached for it in the stash..
the plastic is what she grabbed ,and she put right on his a$$..
busted before the blast,she thought she was free at last..
baby i think your crazy,im sorry, I'm pressin..
for time i gotta go grind,time's been insterestin..
now im sweatin,im stressin,this gurl got me guessin..
that this conversation is some time of evil confession..
she pulls a clearer picture,it's my damn ex-bestfriend..
how you know him?,she told me she was with him..
at his house watchin movies on sundays when they be chillin..
and that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him..
the feeling was the worst feeling she possible could be feeling..
stood up and then i yelled out "WHY THE HELL DID YOU KILL HIM?!"
i didnt kill him,i have aids,she had sex with him..
and that's crazy..(echoes out)..
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~Lean~
