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Come And Talk To Me[Intro:]Know me I ran down on shorty real quick But guess what she asked me, yo Word? [Verse 1:] She said Jay made you a millionaire and looked me in the eyes Said cake, cake, cake got that from the pies We made each other millions, that was my reply But had a mill before I met him, baby, that ain't no lie See he named some Harlem cats and the homie from the Chi But my thing, he ain't name nobody from the Stuy And I do it like Bed-Stuy, do or die But let's talk about something else, you and I She said cool, played the cool from far My friends wanna ride if you cool with it, pa It's all good we played pool at the bar But I usually don't carpool, there's pools in the car She impressed by the lemon coupe Life threw me lemon, I made lemon juice Huh, from there I made lemonade I kept the workers, sergeants and lieutenants paid You messing with a nigga with mob ties Plug me in girl, download my hard drive In the bedroom might get hog tied Dog fucked, aw shucks, welcome to our lives [Interlude:] This what I told her though... [Hook: x2] Come and talk to me I really wanna meet you Can I talk to you? I really wanna know you [Verse 2:] She was intrigued by my repertoire Heard I had niggas on water like the reservoir Packs of crack, 9 mill in my dresser drawer Heard I sold keys but made more off metaphors Told her, her homework's efficient Don't forget girl I get a lil ignant And I Diddy bop like I tore a ligament My whole persona, understand that you diggin' it I know my life seems exquisite Know where I'm from, girl, you wanna take a visit? We can spin up off my pivot, I don't talk it cause I live it And the money in my pocket enough to stack up to a midget [Hook] |