Therapy
T-Pain/Kanye West Lyrics
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I want you to feel this beat baby, come on girl let's go
Listen, (what's up), this ain't the way I wanted it to end
But I got to go
Gotta get missing
You ain't gotta kick me out
I'll get out my own house
What do I do, what do I say
Gotta get us back to the way
That we used to be back in the day
Who do I call to talk to
Shawty, you ain't gotta be scared of me
All we need is therapy
Like one, two, three, four get the hell up out my door
Five, six, seven, eight I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, you can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
Listen, (what's up), I know you ain't used to us being friends
But I got to go
No more kissing
You ain't got to go away
But I know I cannot stay
'Cause you still gotta get your shit together girl
What do I do, what do I say
Gotta get us back to the way
That we used to be back in the day
Who do I call to talk to
Shawty, you ain't gotta be scared of me
All we need is therapy
Like one, two, three, four get the hell up out my door
Five, six, seven, eight I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, you can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
You too much pressure doll
You gonna raise my cholesterol
I gotta lower the phone, decibels
Just to talk, just a thought
I'm gonna get a girl with a ass just as soft
Who swear man dolls like reservoir
And I was mister pink
Remember those nights on the kitchen sink
I was choking you in a good way, good way
Now we in the streets and I'm choking you in a hood way
When the cops come what I could say
You know how all that gossip is
Next morning box of Perez
Any girl I take out media take care of
I need a break now
Before I break now
Show me your Janet Jackson's if you nasty
You said you want to cut my nuts off like Jesse Jackson, classy
Why she say that ouch
Bitch, give me back my couch
And that same couch cashed in
Now listen to t-pain sing
Like one, two, three, four get the hell up out my door
Five, six, seven, eight I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, you can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
The lyrics of "Therapy" by T-Pain and Kanye West describe the struggles of a relationship that has gone sour. T-Pain sings about wanting to leave the relationship and get missing, but also wanting to restore the love that they used to have. He suggests that they need therapy to get back on track. The chorus includes a humorous count to twelve in which T-Pain declares that he would rather masturbate than have sex with his partner, and that she can go to hell if she pleases. Kanye West's verse adds to the concept of the song by expressing his frustration with the pressure that his partner places on him, and the need for a break in the relationship.
The lyrics seem to be a representation of the ups and downs of many relationships. The song acknowledges the difficulty of ending a relationship even when the love is no longer there. The idea of needing therapy to fix a relationship is also a common theme in modern relationships. The chorus, with its humorous count to twelve, adds a comedic relief to the overall emotional tone of the song. Kanye West's verse also highlights the strain that pressure can place on a relationship, and the importance of taking a break to avoid a complete breakdown.
Line by Line Meaning
Take a sip of this, eh, let's go
Let's get this party started, get into the vibe of this music. Join me on this journey.
Listen, (what's up), this ain't the way I wanted it to end
But I got to go
Gotta get missing
You ain't gotta kick me out
I'll get out my own house
But you still need to get your shit together girl
This relationship isn't going in the direction I hoped for. I'm leaving because I need to step away from this toxic dynamic. I'm not going to force you to leave your own home, but you do need to work on improving yourself.
What do I do, what do I say
Gotta get us back to the way
That we used to be back in the day
Who do I call to talk to
Shawty, you ain't gotta be scared of me
All we need is therapy
I'm desperate to rekindle the romance we used to share. I want us to talk things out and work on our problems together. Don't be afraid of me, we just need some outside help to get us back on track.
Like one, two, three, four get the hell up out my door
Five, six, seven, eight I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, you can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you (yeah yeah)
I don't want you around me anymore. I can satisfy myself instead of relying on you for sex. I don't care where you go or what you do. You put too much pressure on me and I can't handle it anymore.
You too much pressure doll
You gonna raise my cholesterol
I gotta lower the phone, decibels
Just to talk, just a thought
I'm gonna get a girl with a ass just as soft
Who swear man dolls like reservoir
And I was mister pink
Remember those nights on the kitchen sink
I was choking you in a good way, good way
Now we in the streets and I'm choking you in a hood way
When the cops come what I could say
You know how all that gossip is
Next morning box of Perez
Any girl I take out media take care of
I need a break now
Before I break now
You put so much stress on me it's affecting my health. I have to turn down the volume on the phone just to hear myself think. I want to find someone with a similar body type who is more easygoing. Remember how we used to have fun together, like when we hooked up on the kitchen sink? But now I feel like I'm choking you, and we don't even joke around anymore without arguing. I don't want to get into any legal trouble if things escalate. The media scrutinizes my every move, so I need some distance before things get worse.
Show me your Janet Jackson's if you nasty
You said you want to cut my nuts off like Jesse Jackson, classy
Why she say that ouch
Bitch, give me back my couch
And that same couch cashed in
Now listen to t-pain sing
Let's keep things fun and flirty. You made a crude joke about castration and I didn't appreciate it. Hey, where's my couch? I need that money now. Anyway, let's get back to the music.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: David Balfour, Faheem Najm, Frank Romano, Kanye West
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