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DJ KHALED : Let's Talk (Talk It Over) lyrics

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DJ KHALED lyrics : "Let's Talk (Talk It Over)"

[Chorus:]
Let's talk it over nooow
Leeeets talk it Ooover


[Wayne:]
Heh-um

Hey Princess yeah you

[Verse 1:]

Knew I would love you like a fat kid love food
Knew I would score like shaq did in school
Knew I was stupid

Knew I look like a big fool
I must have had the flu I thought that %#@! was cool
Knew you would fall in love with me and the %#@! I do

But never knew you would murder me What did I do?
Knew you was right for me
Knew I was right for you

Knew I would help you sell
Knew I would right for you
Knew I would keep you well

Knew I would fight for you
Knew I would pull out my heart and bring it right to you
YOU knew all about me baby, but you wasn't about me baby (damn)

Young wayne prepare for change
Cause it seems like girly don't care the same
You had my chain you beared my name, then we had champagne


[Chorus:]
Let's make a toast

To yooou and me
Let's make a toast to honor the waaay it's supposed to be
Oh, oh, oh oooh


[Verse 2:]
Other people telling me I fell off

Other people telling me I felt ya'll
Momma telling me I should at least call
My mind telling Me she should at least call

Felt like I was at the bottom of the sea-saw
Felt like I was at the bottom of the sea-shore
But 'cha gotta let a B ball

And when you open up your eyes I hope u see more
And when I see you I see detour
Don't need to be depressed anymore

Baby girl I need more, now run ya mouth 'till ya knees sore

[Chorus:]

Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over Noooooooow


Let's talk it over
Let's talk it over

Let's talk it over Noooooooow

Let's talk it over

Let's talk it over

[Verse 3:]

Uh 5 carrots on the finger got her hands smitten
But everybody get a ring even Scotty Pippin
Everybody got a thing but I guess mine isn't

What my vision
Soo I just sit in my Lamborghini let my top vibe with me
Kick back and get high with me

And if she still get me
I hope my wife know she got a playa 4 life and that's no bull%#@!in
I push love to it's full limits

Do a hundred-ninety in the lane called memory
And I know you in that lane with me
But when the light change

You didn't change with it
And now I'm honkin my horn
Gotta get that dead grass off of my lawn

As I mow'z on, the chanpagne's never Froze-on
As it pourz on the floor

[Chorus:]
Let's make a toast

To yooou and me
Let's make a toast to honor the waaay you supposed to be
Oh, oh, oh oooh

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