U 2 - Sunday Bloody Sunday lyrics

You see I had this brother who was mad at me

Cuz I told my home girl that he wasn’t packin’

Told the truth so I really don’t give a damn

That I spilled the beans on his little short stem man (oh)

Some of y’all be foolin’ us

Big feet big hands just plain big

The sex ain’t worth a damn

We women wanna know these things

If y’all got the bat but not the swang

Bridge:

Put in work

If you don’t want the girl to talk

And you don’t want your feelings hurt

Put in work

Cause if you don’t

That girl’s just gon’ go spreadin’ the word

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Girls talkin’ got ya all caught out there

Why you thinkin’ that it’s all about ya

Forget she told me everything about ya

But the girls are talkin’

The girls are talkin’

Girls talk about the booty too

About the way a brother is hangin’ too

When you didn’t think that nobody knew

You see the girls are talkin’

The girls are talkin’

Listen y’all need to know this

That we’ll straight up go tell your business

So if you’re gonna come you better come with it

If you ain’t swingin’ just put your tongue in it (oh)

Some of y’all be killin me

Thinkin’ you got powers like austin

But you’re more like mini-me

And when you finally get your blood flowin’

It be lookin’ like a pinky with a glove on it

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What up papi

You think you got game?

(well holla at me)

I know you’re feelin’ like my sexual tame

Can make ya happy

You’ll remember me

Left eye - tlc

You got to lick it before you stick it

And that’s just me

I be killin’ ’em with the gucci fits and kicks

And you be hurtin’ my ears with them lines so swift

You get a new approach

You’re game’s a joke

Co-signin’ from the sidelines tryin’ to poke

I’m bigger than that

You’re small talk face the fact

You wanna rock the boat a little

Well earn your pass

And it’s the last call for alcohol

Meet at the bar

Me and my girls doin’ it big

We pop stars (yeah)

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