Pillow Talkin' Lyrics - Scarface

Tech N9ne 

Killer 

Pillow Talkin 

(1) Tech N9ne 

If you you see thunda 

From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya 

when she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep numba 

Don't no wake an yappin when she's in a deep slumba 

If we share secret 

And the scare, was equal to one of us gettin the chair do you swear to keep it (YES) 

Meaning that under heat you wouldn't nare leak it 

SO when your woman's in you're presence don't you dare speak it 

Pillow talkin get you caught up an brought up on charges 

Shot up a lot and departed, it's nothin short of retarded 

Cause when you say stuff 

And then you an your woman break up 

You funkin because your mouth wouldn't stay shut 

How could you spread that? 

Can't believe you said that 

Puttin my life in jeapordy definetely it'll make the feds tap-Bed trap 

What you tell your lady can make you take a dead nap 

Fluff up your pillow an lay your head back 

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YOU 

Be pillow talkin 

You 

Don't be pillow talkin (Don't say nothin) 

YOU 

Be pillow talkin 

You 

Don't be pillow talkin 

(2) Scarface 

My advice for niggas is this 

You can never trust no chick 

It don't matter how silky the hoe can stroke yo dick 

It don't matter how slimy the pussy hole gone get 

If a nigga talks to these bitches these hoes gone snitch 

(SHiiit) I used to fuck this bitch 

Had a husband with dope money an I had his snow bunny 

Climbin the bed post 

Feedin her dog meat 

In love with the nine inch, so she steady calls me 

Tells me she's leavin, I know the reason 

She know where the guns at, the lock box keys an 

The floor safe combo 

But this here one ho, was this dudes bad news 

Knock on the front door 

A man in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??) 

Get to the money she saw him countin in the back room 

But it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop suit 

Shoots at the bitch once, pops an drops dude 

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(3) Tech N9ne 

I can tell you what the problem is 

People try to be monogomous 

Tell his woman a lot of shit 

An he thinkiin he got a bottom bitch 

Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow talkin then you oughtta quit 

When the heat comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it 

How you wanna spit it? 

I don't really get it 

Givin your woman the power to speak in a minute 

Speakin about a brotha wanna cover ya motha 

with the nina but you the only one know I really did it 

When it come back then you feel low 

Because everyone know you aint real though 

Cause them beans you spillin 

You known for squealin an all you needed was a pillow 

I shoulda did the dirt, all by my lonely 

Like Trech say 

But the company that you keep end up bein phony, so the tech spray 

Never let no chick I hit get with that homie 

Cause the next day, she seein right through me 

Got them lenses on me, like an X-Ray 

An I'm fed up with these rappers 

Who be yappin to these groupies 

They flash them a little coochy 

Then you blab an try to reduce me 

And it always come back to me 

So when I come through strapped with an uzi 

It aint like "Damn why'd he shoot me?" 

Usin the nueve name too loosely 

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