Letras
Boys talkin' down
On the sidelines, watchin'
Wishin' they was playin' the game we playin'
But it's all good though, Paul Wall
Brooke, what up, baby?
What's it to you, Paul Wall?
I see your lips movin', but I don't hear nothin' (naw)
Everybody talkin' like they really know somethin' 'bout us
(They don't know, baby) but they don't know nothin' 'bout us
(They don't know, baby, they don't know about it)
I see your lips movin', but I don't hear nothin' (naw)
Everybody's talkin' like they really wanna know about us
(They don't know, baby) but they don't know nothin' 'bout us
(They don't know about it, baby, talk to 'em, Brooke)
I'm just tryin' to live, but you're all up in my grill
How's a girl to breathe with the media
Starin' down my mouth, with a fo' inch lens?
I just wanna hit the mall with some of my friends
And I need to clear my mind
'Cause they're driving me insane
I be switchin' lanes down 95
Swervin' in my E-class, sunroof popped
With my stunner shades on
'Cause the haters won't stop, no
I see your lips movin', but I don't hear nothin' (naw)
Everybody talkin' like they really know somethin' 'bout us
(They don't know, baby) but they don't know nothin' 'bout us
(They don't know, baby, they don't know about it)
I see your lips movin', but I don't hear nothin' (naw)
Everybody's talkin' like they really wanna know about us
(They don't know, baby) but they don't know nothin' 'bout us
(They don't know about you, baby)
What it do?
I hear the commentators on the side chatterboxin'
Paul Wall and Brooke got all the paparazzi watchin'
I hear 'em jaw-jappin, bumpin' gums, chasin' crumbs
We ain't concerned with them bums, we accumulatin' funds
Flash the wrist, got the Johnny Dang watch froze
Five karat vivid yellow stone in my earlobe
I'm squashin' chatter when the light hit the pinky ring
Starched and clean, white cup full of lean