Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Taste This , by - Mya. Release date: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Taste This |
| 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 used 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 I’m told |
| 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 makin' love I don’t go down no more? |
| So you know how I feel |
| Get ready 'cause a three six O’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 runnin', no more hidin' |
| 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 |
| Trauma |
| 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 Benz, 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 |
| 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 runnin', no more hidin' |
| And if you try I’m still goin' find ya |
| And get you back, get you back |
| I’ve got to find a remedy |
| I’m sleeping with the enemy |
| He doesn’t know just what’s in store |
| So they call me a silent storm |
| And soon he’ll feel all of my pain |
| I’ll come for sun after the rain |
| Ain’t nothin' sweeter than revenge |
| To put this bullshit to an end |
| Let’s see what happens when I get a Lex |
| Let’s see what happens if I quit my job |
| Let’s see how you feel when I don’t call back |
| You can’t take it |
| No more runnin', no more hidin' |
| And if you try I’m still gon' find ya |
| And get you back, get you back |
| You’re not a man if I gotta tell you how to treat me |
| And I’m not a woman if I don’t stand up for what I believe in |
| Fifty, fifty it’s suppose to be |
| But less than twenty five is what you gave to me |
| No more runnin', no more hidin' |
| And if you try I’m still gon' find ya |
| And get you back, get you back |
| You hurt me so bad |
| It hurt me |
| It hurt me so bad |
| Now the next man’s gonna pay |
| For all your games |
| It’s such a shame |