Woman Don't Lie - Big Creek Slim

And the very thought of ruin Distant this pain tonight Nights like this will lift even The heaviest of hearts Go out and shed your death Just let it fall right down Endless fascination How much will you hold And no matter how you do it It's gonna turn out right Of the stars above you Which one heals your eye Without memory to hang You can lose yourself As long as truth is with you Your love will be good Good love will kill it Please don't lie

That old photograph of us sure looks out of place Layin' on your bag out in the hall Takin' it to remind you of our better days The one's you say you'll miss when you're gone Don't lie, don't try to fool me 'Cause girl I know what's goin' on Don't lie, you owe it to me Believe me leave well enough alone So just go ahead and say goodbye But don't lie Well I've seen all his letters in the closet I've caught a trace of his cologne on you at night So don't stand there and act so broken hearted Tell me how it's killin' you inside Don't lie, don't try to fool me 'Cause girl I know what's goin' on Don't lie, you owe it to me Believe me leave well enough alone So just go ahead and say goodbye But don't lie Just come out and say it Don't worry I can take it Don't you think that I deserve the truth? Don't lie, don't try to fool me 'Cause girl I know what's goin' on Don't lie, you owe it to me Believe me leave well enough alone So just go ahead and say goodbye Girl just go ahead and say goodbye But don't lie, oh just don't lie

Yeah Yeah You know who you are This for you Yeah, yeah Baby, don't lie to me I don't know why you need To just lie, lie, lie Tell me why, why, why Ooh yeah Yeah, I been sippin' gin You been sippin' Hennessy I'm just tryna figure Out why you pressin' me 'Cause you the one who's been Slick like Rick though Pretendin' to be Innocent but you a nympho Who am I to judge? I know I got hoes too But you're the only girl I wanna get close to Girl, I meant every Word that I told you I feel like I don't know you But I know you Multiple women like a Saudi prince (I'm coming) Straight from Atlanta, Fulton county shit (I gotta) Soft spot for hard headed Women with potential The type of chicks Who be fuckin' me confidential I cut 'em off for you Probably too early though 'Cause you be fuckin While textin' me, don't worry woe I see the game That you runnin', so I'm off you I ain't gon' call you All I gotta say is Baby, don't lie to me I don't know why you need To just lie, lie, lie Tell me why, why, why Ooh yeah I jumped in your pool I dove head first I don't operate off fear If I'm not near the one I love I'ma love the one I'm near That's how you move Baby I'm the same But we don't gotta play that game Just come through Fuck with me I just hope it's not too late Yeah, I can tell you Been dealin' with pussy You regular with famous bodies You feelin' your pussy 'Cause you ain't ever been rejected You're just constantly requested I'm the only one that's told you And that shit makes you question Everythin' you thought about the power That your pussy holds 'Cause I got what they want If I fuck you, your pussy's gold, yeah Used to these tear 'toos I know what you got pierced too I thought that shit was Between you and me? Baby, don't lie to me I don't know why you need To just lie, lie, lie Tell me why, why, why Ooh yeah This be for all of the women That just be lyin' and sinnin' Thinkin' I don't know, yeah I'm more connected than ever And when you see me, do better Just know there's no hope For you, you, you Yeah, for you, you, you

My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Yeah, it just started in the hayloft With his long johns on, Pop went a-creepin' Out to the barn, out to the hay Young lovers and they are not sleeping Young lovers in the hayloft With his gun turned on, Pop went a-creepin' Out to the barn up to the hay My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Hayloft Hayloft My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run. My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun It started with the hayloft a-creakin' Yeah, just started in the hay With his long johns on, Pop went a-creepin' Out to the barn, out to the hayloft Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots With his long tall gun, Pop went a-creepin' To blow their hayloft bedheads straight off My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun You better run My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun My daddy's got a gun Hayloft Hayloft Hayloft