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Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · The Psychedelic Furs/Talk Talk Talk/Forever Now/Mirror Moves/Midnight to Midnight (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk [Expanded] (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · The Best of Brandy (Brandy) · Brandy (Brandy) · The Best of Brandy (Brandy) · The Best of Brandy [Alternate] (Brandy) · Brandy (You're a Fine Girl) [Sony] (Looking Glass) · The Best of Brandy (Brandy) – and 90 other albums »


is, I know you can show me,Let's talk about love!
I wanna know what love is (I wanna know!)I want you to show me (let's talk about love!)I wanna feel
is, I know you can show me,Let's talk about love!
I wanna know what love is (I wanna know!)I want you to show me (let's talk about love!)I wanna feel
Or even down by the pier just walking
Then we depart our little rendezvous
It's nice to have an undercover like you

[Chorus]
Undercover lover
Come
that stuff gotta go 
Usually when I pick up the mic 
Something ill jumps out my mouth for that night 
I like to talk about fact not fiction 
I got
[Prelude: Tonic]
Yah, you know my signature
Be the Tonic with my man Earthquake and we be the Gift
Constantly surrounded by The Movement in
got no place to go
They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers, poisoned our leader
My father ain't seen me, turn
on fire

We all got suspended, I just got sentenced

So I got noooo place to gooo

They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time

They talk about
all about you

Since you our love child, the stallion of style
You live foul when on the prowl I kidnap the crowd
The raw rough, rugged enough
Mix the flake with the soul and carry Young Jeezy (damnnn)
You still want to talk flow man?
Soft white Alaska call me Snowman

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
all got suspended, I just got sentenced
So I got no place to go
They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers,
all got suspended, I just got sentenced
So I got no place to go
They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers,
baby I'm stressed out'
We hooked a bond that's so strong knowin

CHORUS (3x) [verse 2 cuts in]

Many years in the mix now
We get a crib together, our
and carry Young Jeezy (damn)
You still want to talk flow man?
Soft white Alaska call me Snowman

Smoke purp by the pound, ounce by the fifth
Re-up
the county
Set to serve a bid now I'm headin to where you live
I got me a posse forget you or not
Maybe we could talk and exchange our iner thoughts
Knowin one
the county
Set to serve a bid now I'm headin to where you live
I got me a posse forget you or not
Maybe we could talk and exchange our iner thoughts
Knowin one
and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens n****z
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, 'cause we got
and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens niggaz
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, cuz we got
Mix the flake with the soul and carry Young Jeezy (damnnn)
You still want to talk flow man?
Soft white Alaska call me Snowman

[Chorus: Young Jeezy]
and carry Young Jeezy (damn)
You still want to talk flow man?
Soft white Alaska call me Snowman

Smoke purp by the pound, ounce by the fifth
Re-up
and carry Young Jeezy (damn)
You still want to talk flow man?
Soft white Alaska call me Snowman

Smoke purp by the pound, ounce by the fifth
Re-up
and carry Young Jeezy (damn)
You still want to talk flow man?
Soft white Alaska call me Snowman

Smoke purp by the pound, ounce by the fifth
Re-up
and carry Young Jeezy (damn)
You still want to talk flow man?
Soft white Alaska call me Snowman

Smoke purp by the pound, ounce by the fifth
Re-up
I say what I say is what I mean 

I talk mo shit than Muhammed Ali 

In a situation about makin my green 

First impression nigga back down
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you why.
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm tons of fun
Everywhere is monsters
Tits out, wet-mouthed, heads back
Shouting and screaming just to prove they exist

Becky’s at the bar with the usual mix