[ Verse 1 - Tech N9ne ] nIf you you see thundanFrom a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on yanwhen she's under the sheets onnthe beautiful sleep numbanDon't no wake an yappin when she's in a deep slumbanIf we share secretnAnd the scare, was equal to one ofnus gettin the chair do you swearnto keep it (YES)nMeaning that under heat you wouldn't nare leak itnSO when your woman's in you'renpresence don't you dare speak itnPillow talkin get you caught upnan brought up on chargesnShot up a lot and departed, it'snnothin short of retardednCause when you say stuffnAnd then you an your woman break upnYou funkin because your mouth wouldn't stay shutnHow could you spread that?nCan't believe you said thatnPuttin my life in jeapordy definetelynit'll make the feds tap-Bed trapnWhat you tell your lady can make you take a dead napnFluff up your pillow an lay your head backnn[ Chorus ] YOUnBe pillow talkin YounDon't be pillow talkin (Don't say nothin) YOUnBe pillow talkin YounDon't be pillow talkinnn[ Verse 2 - Scarface ] nMy advice for niggas is thisnYou can never trust no chicknIt don't matter how silky the hoe can stroke yo dicknIt don't matter how slimy the pussy hole gone getnIf a nigga talks to these bitchesnthese hoes gone snitchn(SHiiit) I used to fuck this bitchnHad a husband with dope money an I had his snow bunnynClimbin the bed postnFeedin her dog meatnIn love with the nine inch, so she steady calls menTells me she's leavin, I know the reasonnShe know where the guns at, the lock box keys annThe floor safe combonBut this here one ho, was this dudes bad newsnKnock on the front doornA man in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??)nGet to the money she saw him countin in the back roomnBut it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop suitnShoots at the bitch once, pops an drops dudenn[ Chorus ] nn[ Verse 3 - Tech N9ne ] nI can tell you what the problem isnPeople try to be monogomousnTell his woman a lot of shitnAn he thinkiin he got a bottom bitchnStop with the sentimental talks atnnight if you're pillow talkin thennyou oughtta quitnWhen the heat comes with thenquickness, lookin for the witnessnman yo broad is itnHow you wanna spit it?nI don't really get itnGivin your woman the power to speak in a minutenSpeakin about a brotha wanna cover ya mothanwith the nina but you the only one know I really did itnWhen it come back then you feel lownBecause everyone know you ain't real thoughnCause them beans you spillinnYou known for squealin an all you needed was a pillownI shoulda did the dirt, all by my lonelynLike Trech saynBut the company that you keep end upnbein phony, so the tech spraynNever let no chick I hit get with that homienCause the next day, she seein right through menGot them lenses on me, like an X-RaynAn I'm fed up with these rappersnWho be yappin to these groupiesnThey flash them a little coochynThen you blab an try to reduce menAnd it always come back to menSo when I come through strapped with an uzinIt ain't like Damn why'd he shoot me?nUsin the nueve name too looselynn[ Chorus ]