Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Breexe Picasso
Breexe Picasso
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Christian Chukwu
Christian Chukwu
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Verse 1:
I don’t wanna argue, no
I just want to hold you, yeah
Baby can we talk it out
You ain’t yell so much
I don’t like these complications
I just want some simple stuff
I’m really trynna love you baby
Why you always trynna fuss
I’m loyal to your heart so no
Bitch can come between us
Always got a problem wit some
Shit that’s no existent
Messed wit the wrong ****
Now I gotta deal wit it
I’m tellin you the truth but you
Just don’t wanna listen
Heard too many lies
Now the truth is just a figment
You say you love my eyes
And my dark skin pigment
Had a hard day, girl I’m ready to
Listen. Healing all your wounds
Wit a truck load of kisses
Imma real **** but you don’t
See the difference.
Cause, they all artificial
Trynna replicate the real thing
I’m not the reason for your past heartbreak
But I come thru and I mend everything
Why you always got to take your
Anger out on me
Hook:
Baby can we talk it out
Why you always trying to shout
I’m trynna make amends
But things are getting tense
And we end up in an argument
All the problems, I’m gonna vanquish
Them. So no more arguments
No more arguments
Verse 2:
Girl you look too good
To be so hurt inside
Come to the crib, girl you know
Where I reside
Got my arms open
Lemme hold you tight
Lay your head down on
My chest if you need to cry
Since I love you girl I will not
Ever lie. I throw wit these ****
But witchu I don’t wanna fight
I’ll admit that I’m wrong even
Tho I know I’m right
I aim to please and I always
Hit the target
You are always on my brain
You are someone I won’t forget
Got to get this money so my baby
I can spoil her
Every second without I wear to god
Is torture
Cherish every moment
Cause anytime it could end
If this my last breath then
Let me end it with a kiss
You are so beautiful
You must be heaven sent
My baby badder than a
Dime, she way more than 10 cent
She is badder than my dreams
Better then dreamt
Hook:
Baby can we talk it out
Why you always trying to shout
I’m trynna make amends
But things are getting tense
And we end up in an argument
All the problems, I’m gonna vanquish
Them. So no more arguments
No more arguments
Written by: Christian Chukwu
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