Chorus: Natalie
I want to know who you are but you seem very nice
So will you talk to me? Shall I tell you a story?
Sall I tell you a treat? They think I'm crazy,
They don't understand how I feel

Verse 1: Chamillionaire
See, it started off as just a simple conversation
I gave her The name of my record company, (Oh your
a sanger) I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm
a rap entertainer (Oh you that guy they talking
bout when they be whisperin, ain't cha Bring your
name up when they talking and say money will
change ya I heard a lot about how you can't deal
with your anger Heard the rumors how your always
in trouble or danger Not gotta judge you if it's
true, there's no need to explain sir You do have a
right to be, you seem like your nice to me I'm
bout to order me another drink, yeah would you
like a seat?) I tell the bartender same hennessey
on ice for me Her drink starts emptying while
she's spilling out her life to me Telling me about
her goals and how successful she would like to be
And invite me to a session of her life and she
Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right
to me She pulls out her picture phone "I got
pictures, would you like to see?" I'm
thinking she gotta be friendly as hell Giving a
soul to me, it's like an identity sell We never
met is the story that my memory tells Telling me
tales like she doesn't handle hennessey well
Getting into it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me your kids
"Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up
no kids" Then who's in this picture,
"Man, let you show you just who it is"

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Verse 2: Chamillionaire
Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like
an angel She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't
hang a Round this part of the hood but hey the
story gets stranger Cause this stranger was
stranger than I could explain you see She said she
wasn't married but the ring on her finger Told me
she was lying and using the same uhh Game I use on
women so I couldn't even blame her Spitting the
game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her (I
bump into this dime, he told me that he used to
know you He told me about the loyalty and love he
used to show you He said what he said with a
passion like it was so true Wouldn't take
advantage of the fact that the listeners didn't
really know you) There's pictures in my
pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you She digs
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that photo, I'm like "Oh no there's some
trouble in town" I turn around as these two
officers is coming in now They walk in real
suspicious and come and sit down So close, I can
see they barrels of the guns to the ground So
close that they can listen to either one of us now
We turn back around and she says no need for
whispering Then she tells me that (I don't really
give a damn whose listening Try to make it last a
long time was my mission And he kept on tripping
and then I got pissed at him Hit 'em with my fist
and my punches were never missing him)

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Verse 3: Chamillionaire
Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on
you and now You talking to a perfect stranger like
it's making you proud And the rest of this
conversation she just telling me how It wasn't her
boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile She said
(pictures can be decieving like she knew he was
foul Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses his
smile as power Fleeing the smoke strength,
couldn't stand it another hour So she did what she
did then she went to go take a shower) Damn what
do you mean? ( couldn't tell you that I missin
him) I don't understand what your saying, how did
you get rid of him? She dissing him, as I ask her
what it is she did to him She stops, Ay keep
talkin I'm listening (I don't wanna tell about the
images I'm picturing) Henny spilling then she tell
me (For real and I got the feeling of what I'm
feeling is that I wanted to kill him) Something's
wrong here and I know just who is the villian Her
voice was getting louder, the moral is getting
clearer The officers is looking at us and I can
tell they can hear her Told me (It was protection,
Reached for it in the stash) The plastic is what
she grabbed and she put it right on his ass Bust
it before the blast, she thought she was free at
last Baby I think you crazy, Sorry I'm pressing
for time I gotta go grind, time's been interesting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me
guessing That this conversation is some type of
evil confession She pulls a clearer picture, it's
my damn ex-best friend How you know him? She told
me she was with him at his house Watching movies
on Sundays when they be chilling And that's
exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could
possibly be feeling Stood up and then I yelled out
"Why in the hell did you kill him?" I
didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em
and that's crazy