Intro/chorus: repeat 2x
Girl you know that you need
To stop givinand' me the silent.. treatment baby
Canand't you see what you mean to me?
I wanna love you constantly, but you keep neglecting me
And treating me silently
Verse one: blackthought
Yo, i had a queen named amina, height 5and'7andquot;
Caramel-complected, body like heaven
Met her through the sister of my man big vince
Like some shit from out the flicks we been in love ever since
She called me her chocolate brotha, i call her my sugar sista
Knew shorty could work it since before i ever kissed her
I never dissed her, painted my picture to hit
But because sex she wasnand't with, she started flippin anand' shit
Like, andquot;listen man, iand'm queen amina, aminaand's not no freak and
That game is weak and keep tryin to hit i could quit speakin
Tariq in fact, you bein blackthought donand't get ya closer
I dig ya but wonand't bone ya because iand'm so-called supposed ta
Most oand' them would, but that couldnand't be me, thatand's not my flava
Go home and think about that, maybe later on iand'll page ya...andquot;
I contemplated, and then concluded she was bluffin
Steady pursuin screwin, gettin nothin but the silent treatment
Chorus (+ andquot;silently bay-beeandquot; at end)
Verse two: blackthought
Crazy frustration, about my lovin situation
When patience was a virtue, but i wasnand't used to waitin
I want some marvin gaye healin, feelin is real inside
I slip and slide, my rideand'll keep you occupied, iand'd..
Love to get wit it like that, but my babyand's kitty catand's capped
And locked, love boat is docked at the shore
And what for? later for groupies on tour
Why wonand't my sugar call me no more?
I mean, my queen gets upset, rejectin and sexually neglect
Then sayin iand'm more sewer than das efx, and closed-minded
Itand's like iand'm blinded by the skinnin
Iand'm into women; because of that, this oneand's into communication
Temptation played the vandal, freakin my brain, my mind
Rippin the handle on physically scandalous acts
Yo! she knew what i wanted, but she fronted
... bust it
Chorus
Verse three: blackthought
Well umm
Movin right along with the song, plus the strong
Feelings on my mind, desire to intertwine
Combine and blend, baby bust a message that i send
Ainand't no need to pretend, cause shit is real til the end
I provide a place to hide from crime, hard times
And livin trife, while i open ya mind, youand're in my life
Like love, it ainand't no way no one can rise above whatand's real
Thatand's why iand'm feelin like youand're makin me bugged
I puff an el on fifty deuce while i walk in the rain
Heart feelin killa pain while i hop the train
Dial her number to the rest, and ainand't no messages left
Regardless, my chest thumps from stress, yo itand's a mess
I donand't know what i got to do to make you understand
Iand'm for real and thatand's no question, no frontin or no guessin
Undressin, carressin, in the span, that i contain in my hand
Could touch and make you say that iand'm such a man
And call my name, so let me set your body aflame
Iand'll never treat you like a dame or run game
Now whoand's to blame?
I know youand're not a hoe for niggaz with a lot of dough
But i just wanted you to know
Chorus (+ andquot;silentlyandquot; at end)
Chorus 1/2 (+ andquot;silently, si-lent-lyandquot; at end)
*whistling of music fades away*
