| Song | The Way That You Talk |
| Artist | Jagged Edge |
| Album | A Jagged Era |
| 作曲 : Casey, Casey, Da Brat, Dupri | |
| It's scary, I'm Miss Up's to da area | |
| So So Def, next to Jay D | |
| This funkdafide baby keep 'em crazy | |
| My mentality happen to be livin' lavish | |
| With formalities of having the fat shit | |
| My status is impeccable | |
| We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you | |
| Jagged Edge coming through | |
| Remember who | |
| Hit it, did it something like a thousand times | |
| Can't stop, can't quit | |
| Gotta, gotta get mine | |
| Get yours | |
| I catch you off guard | |
| Keep yo dick hard | |
| Follow the yellow bitch | |
| To the road to riches | |
| And if the smoke thickens | |
| It's to be the beat | |
| Or it detrimental to your brain | |
| Choakin' off Mary Jane | |
| A.T. lettin' it ill, say 'kay | |
| And kept it wetter than Niagra | |
| The main dame who maintain to stay platinum, yeah, aww | |
| We talking, me touchin you and your body | |
| We even talkin' 'bout you and your other guys | |
| I like it when you tell me what you'd do if I was with you | |
| I like it cuz you have nothin' to hide | |
| 1 - The way that you talk to me | |
| The things that you say to me | |
| You got my body girl | |
| Have your way with me | |
| I'm tellin' you now | |
| There's something about | |
| Girl, I can't live without | |
| The way you talk to me | |
| We talking 'bout dreams you have about you and I | |
| You tell me things I did to you once I got up inside | |
| You make me look forward to the future | |
| Wanna have a wife and kid | |
| Cuz all the time that I been gettin' around | |
| I never felt like this, yeah | |
| I know you know baby, how much I love you | |
| I love you, you love me, and I know | |
| Baby, I know, whoa, yeah, whoa | |
| When I call yo name | |
| It's all about the poom poom nanny nanny | |
| And mo' money | |
| With me pink bunny and the G | |
| You just in the D J.E. era | |
| Chromed out carreras | |
| Sex, boozin', and nonstop I flow watch out | |
| Gimme some chrystal, a sip or so | |
| You can send 'em all back | |
| The type that walk up in the club screamin' | |
| Where the ho's at | |
| Tracks stay steaming, keep your floors packed | |
| Diamonds stay gleeming and you're no match | |
| For me and my faculty | |
| Actually all y'all are whacked to me | |
| Send me some some true playa's, with true rank | |
| Don't give a damn what you think | |
| Make a bet and I'll stop yo' bank, baby | |
| You dress jiggy, body bomdigi | |
| Then it's a possiblity that you and I can get busy | |
| What chu wanna do, shit | |
| I got a pocket full of rubbers, and Jay D. do too | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| Make you scream Papa | |
| You the best da da | |
| Repeat until fade |
| zuò qǔ : Casey, Casey, Da Brat, Dupri | |
| It' s scary, I' m Miss Up' s to da area | |
| So So Def, next to Jay D | |
| This funkdafide baby keep ' em crazy | |
| My mentality happen to be livin' lavish | |
| With formalities of having the fat shit | |
| My status is impeccable | |
| We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you | |
| Jagged Edge coming through | |
| Remember who | |
| Hit it, did it something like a thousand times | |
| Can' t stop, can' t quit | |
| Gotta, gotta get mine | |
| Get yours | |
| I catch you off guard | |
| Keep yo dick hard | |
| Follow the yellow bitch | |
| To the road to riches | |
| And if the smoke thickens | |
| It' s to be the beat | |
| Or it detrimental to your brain | |
| Choakin' off Mary Jane | |
| A. T. lettin' it ill, say ' kay | |
| And kept it wetter than Niagra | |
| The main dame who maintain to stay platinum, yeah, aww | |
| We talking, me touchin you and your body | |
| We even talkin' ' bout you and your other guys | |
| I like it when you tell me what you' d do if I was with you | |
| I like it cuz you have nothin' to hide | |
| 1 The way that you talk to me | |
| The things that you say to me | |
| You got my body girl | |
| Have your way with me | |
| I' m tellin' you now | |
| There' s something about | |
| Girl, I can' t live without | |
| The way you talk to me | |
| We talking ' bout dreams you have about you and I | |
| You tell me things I did to you once I got up inside | |
| You make me look forward to the future | |
| Wanna have a wife and kid | |
| Cuz all the time that I been gettin' around | |
| I never felt like this, yeah | |
| I know you know baby, how much I love you | |
| I love you, you love me, and I know | |
| Baby, I know, whoa, yeah, whoa | |
| When I call yo name | |
| It' s all about the poom poom nanny nanny | |
| And mo' money | |
| With me pink bunny and the G | |
| You just in the D J. E. era | |
| Chromed out carreras | |
| Sex, boozin', and nonstop I flow watch out | |
| Gimme some chrystal, a sip or so | |
| You can send ' em all back | |
| The type that walk up in the club screamin' | |
| Where the ho' s at | |
| Tracks stay steaming, keep your floors packed | |
| Diamonds stay gleeming and you' re no match | |
| For me and my faculty | |
| Actually all y' all are whacked to me | |
| Send me some some true playa' s, with true rank | |
| Don' t give a damn what you think | |
| Make a bet and I' ll stop yo' bank, baby | |
| You dress jiggy, body bomdigi | |
| Then it' s a possiblity that you and I can get busy | |
| What chu wanna do, shit | |
| I got a pocket full of rubbers, and Jay D. do too | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| Make you scream Papa | |
| You the best da da | |
| Repeat until fade |