Mya (Mýa Marie Harrison)

Mya (Mýa Marie Harrison) - Taste This lyrics

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I'm tired of this shit

I'm tired of these silly ass games

I can't even look at you no more

And I don't think you'll ever understand

Until you get a dose of your own

It's your turn now



Crazy how I never use to say a single word

I just held in all the hurt, all this hurt

And I was so afraid you might flip out

And leave me in the cold

Then my mind ran out of space

So many stories untold



How would you feel

If I put my girls before the one I love

How would it feel

If every time you wanna talk

I turn the TV on

How would you feel

If when we're making love

I don't go down no more

So you know how I feel

Get ready cause a 3-6-0's about to go down



Taste this

And let's see if you can handle it

Just one sip

You probably choke on your own medicine

Taste that

Once you swallow then I got you trapped



No more running

No more hiding

And if you try 

I'm still gon find ya

And get you back

Get you back



Listenin' to my conversations 

On the other phone

Got somebody followin' me

When I leave out our home

And I am so appalled

You take it there

When you're the one who messed up

It's like I'm sleepin' with the enemy



How would you like it

If your girlfriend started playin' F.B.I

And she was the one

You forgave when she messed up

And spread her thighs

Plays with his brain

Started foolin' with ya money

Your house

Your Bens

Your friends

Your work

Let's see how you like it

And take a little taste

Taste of your own dirt



Taste this

And let's see if you can handle it

Just one sip

You probably choke on your own medicine

Taste that

Once you swallow then I got you trapped



No more running

No more hiding (No)

And if ya try 

I'm still gon find ya (Find ya)

And get you back (And get ya back)

Get you back (I'mma get you back)



I've got to find a remedy

I'm sleeping with the enemy (Yeah)

He doesn't know just what's in store

For they call me a silent storm

And soon he'll feel all my of pain

I'll come for sun after the rain (Oh)

Aint nothin' sweeter than revenge

To put this bullshit to an end

Let's see what happens when I come in late

Mmm mmm mmm mmm

Lets see what happens if I quit my job

Oh

Let's see how you feel when I don't call back

You can't take it



No more running

No more hiding

Cause my crazy ass

Will find  you

And get you back

Get you back



Taste this

You not a man

If I gotta tell you how to treat me (Oh)

And I'm not a woman

If I don't stand up in what I believe in

Taste that

50/50's it's suppose to be

But less than 25 is what you gave me



No more running

No more hiding (Yep)

And if ya try 

I'm still gon find ya (See, I'mma find you)

And get you back

Get you back



Oh

You hurt me so bad

Yeah

You hurt me

You hurt me so bad

Why'd you do it

I'm still gon get your ass

Now the next mans gonna pay

For all your games

Why, why, no

It's such a shame

No, no, no, no, no



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Language: English

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