Twista - Emotions Lyrics
[johnny p]I can get inside your headAll day everyday, and play with your emotions..Let me get inside your headAll day, everyday, and play with your emotions..[twista over p in background]Huh.. yeah it's twista again y'knowThese females be trippin me out y'know?Certain stuff they be sayinLike this other female she came up to me(this other female she came up to me)She said a little somethin like this(she said a little somethin like this)[twista]I thought you love me though? now how you gonna be wrongJust cuz you know you got me gone in the head?You be twistin with the lovely flow, but whatchu actin all ugly fo'?Left me alone in the bedWhere you goin cause i'm not done, cool til you got someTrippin when i got sprung, but you ain't fly loveYou da shit but your petty money can't but loveIs that what i does? my reply was, you know why cuzI could tell you was prone-to-bone niggaz i hang aroundBut the reefer i was zonin on, make me the one you freakin on da mo'From how i lay you downNow you trippin cause i'm not attached, hangin with a lot of ratsHer concerned whether i'ma actNow you the momma mack, comin back with a lot of scratchGo on witcha bad ass, but i gotta catchI done peeped the way you look into my nigga's eyesI done recognized that i won't be hypnotizedCriticized, no more inner cries, now i'm ener-gizedWith my eyes on the prize just a flick of thighsI can't let nobody ride with me that'll lie to meSmokin stanky up and play with me the way you doAnd you trippin cause i played you too? sho' you rightTake the whole thing in stride like the way i doAnd let me play with your emotions slowChorus: johnny p, twistaI can get inside you headAll day, everyday, and play with your emotions[t] let me play with your emotions slowTo the rhythm of a kick-drum, take a body get sprungLet me stimulate your mind, body, and soulYou know i got a quick tongue, so if you want some get someLet me get inside your headEveryday, all day, and play with your emotions[t] let me play with your emotions slowTo the rhythm of a kick-drum, take a body get sprungLet me stimulate your mind, body, and soulYou know i got a quick tongue, so if you want some get some[twista]Now tell me how you gon' act though? i saw you creepin out the backdo'Whatchu run up on my mack fo'?Lay you on your back slow cause you know i got you with my lassoBlow your mind like an afroCome and take a glimpse of the stairsIt's the aroma of a pimp in the air, i bet you notice the smellIt's like a lotus when i flow this, cause my eyes be the lowestIf you didn't notice, then you bogus as hellI'm puttin woman under my spell, lock them up in the brainPimpin her vain with games with the anatomy that's feminineThen fillin them up "adrenaline"Got 'em geekin we're speakin approachin up a pimp like a gentlemanSubmission and surrenderin and ain't no end in itIf it's on with a blunt from my bomb sackIn the right place with the right mind and the right lineYou can get a lifetime contractThen be wise until i look into your eyesNow shorty freaked when she spotted mineTook her over to my crib laid low hit it raw from behindThen she signed on the dotted line, and she was like..(ooh daddy.. don't make me feel like this..I don't want nobody else, you got the bomb!)Your mind i don't mean to make a disaster ofLike when daddy mastered loveBut if a bogus brother breakin you for every penny you earnThen how could you still show the bastard love?I guess i'm with a cold cliqueThought you was gon' be spendin me? i bet you think you sho' didBut game recognize game now you lame in the brain stupid trickThat's what you get for tryin to gold-digNow let me play with your emotions slowChorus[twista]Whassup girl? it's the twista and the verbal tantrum once againWith a sack big enough for me and a friendYou do know how to roll b's don't you?Well let's fill one up with a dub and a little bit of loveAnd take it to the headFor some of this long-lastin blunt passion[twista]I know you think it's blasphemyBut won't you show my boys and pass for me, after he past the b?Since you said i was your majesty, i had to seeAnd when you get paid then push some cash to meIs it a tragedy, that i can get her so goneThat she be trippin talkin up "i love a lot"But the only love i got, is when i grip a micOr when i hug the glock or when i rub the twatI'm pickin up a dub in spots, skip the studs in the clubsAnd the phony perpetrators with jobsThe speedknot, psycho drama shocked the worldTriple dark, there's a conflict, be pimpin 'em with gators n dartsCollectin papers n gobsPlaya haters remarks'll get smoked to a blunt dustSo keep walkin and next time you hear grown folks talkinOther people better shut the (*****) upCause i make the women suck upYou insist to be trippin when we be gamin like don juanWithout the filet mignon and grey pouponThe thieves just ain't the charm because i made the bomb?Now i don't mean no harm; but either come on in or get on goneNow watch me live a kosher flowIn between your thighs come take a pull and divideBut let your tongue go coastin lowNow let me play with your emotions slowChorus
