there Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't give it up Don't count on their loving Don't give it up, don't try Don't give it up Don
just talk about it While they just talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't give it up Don't count on their loving Don
Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't give it up Don't count on their loving Don't give it up, don't try Don't give it up Don't count
Traduzione: Culture Club. Non Talk About It.
Shake ya ass, don't trouble me We keep it real, Homocide Hill Off the meat rack, coke in the bill Gun talk, a ruffneck city Shake ya ass, show no
New York, intelligent, loved to talk She could hold a conversation with conscious thoughts Delicate was her heart, plus her touch is soft She don't care about
red line district rated (uhh) Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David And you wonder why, people don't own they homes (why?) Cause the racist bank wouldn't
you indiscreetly, right at the source like the roman leech and Anit stabbed Christ on the cross this is about Judo, it ain't about Jesus and you shouldn't fucking talk about
it alone and stuck to the format We did it alone (we did it alone) (To the format) to the format [Chorus: x2] It's a fight for respect of the music
don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please
', talking about the mothership Throwin' off my publicist and start talking about the Hebrew covenant While I'm still thuggin' it, I keep it real, that's why they lovin' it
I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat But I'm back on it Because we last forever, sound good, don't it? Rattling in your trunks like
I culture power-tuggin' boys who be drunk, buggin' Lovin' loud noise from toys, club thuggin', huggin' Sweet chocolate deluxe, rugged, sexy buttercup That don't give a fuck about
I know it sounds crazy but it?s real homeboy I show you how Callin on the real niggas you know in town Talking about meet me at the club I know ya style
don't respect yourself Don't expect respect from anyone else Don't expect un hombre to support you with wealth Go to college and be successful, do it
was red line district rated Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David And you wonder why people don't own they homes 'Cause the racist bank wouldn't
