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Milk Inc - I Don't Care

 

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- Hello
- Hi Sil, What's up?
- Oh I am fine, I have some problems with some guys yesterday in a club, if you know what I'm talking about?
- Those stupid motherfuckers, always the same lies and playing games… I'm sick of it
- Yeah, you know “wanna have a drink?”; Why don't they just tell us that they wanna fuck with us…. So we're gonna tell these guys that we are sick f it…
- Tell him girl!… Y'all ready?

Silvy:
I've got something in my mind see
Everytime I look around me
Seems like every scrub I see
Is tryin' get it on with me

Linda:
Thinking they persist me
The way they act so foolishly
Do they really think they've got it made
I can see right through the masquerade

Silvy:
We say nothing, call us hard to get
When we say no, they call us names instead
They haven't got a clue
Let us spell it out for you

I don't care
I never liked to you anyway
I don't care
Don't you hear me when I say
I don't care
You're a total waiste of time
And you're never ever ever be mine

I don't care
I never liked to you anyway
I don't care
Don't you hear me when I say
I don't care
You're a total waste of time
And you're never ever ever be mine


Linda: I don't care
Silvy: I don't care
Linda: I don't care
Silvy: I don't care
Linda: I don't care
Silvy: I don't care
Silvy&Linda: And you're never ever ever be mine

Silvy:
Tell him girl

Linda:
Gonna get this of my chest see
These guys really start to stress me
They should know it doesn't impress me
They've got 50cent on mp3

Silvy:
We say nothing, call us hard to get
When we say no, they call us names instead
They haven't got a clue
Let us spell it out for you

Linda:
Y'all ready

Silvy:
Losers, go to your mummy (laughter)

 

Lyrics added on 13/07/2006

 

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