Talk Our Shit (feat. Stileto)
Now now listen here Stiletto
This song aint good to I say it good
Now you better put some stank on that shit
You better get that shit from here
You better talk your shit
Yo Jessica come and get her please
Hello
This is Stiletto, niggas think I'm bougie
But I'm fucking ghetto
Motherfucking hood bitch
Someone that you could get
If you got some good dick
But you can't be hood rich
Looking for a millionaire
My bad billionaire
Aim for the sky
Blame it on the high
Won't change for you guys
Fuck y'all niggas
It's about the figures
Speaking of figures
Nigga look at mine
I'm past a dime
You can't number me
No one's in front
Bitches is under me
Niggas, they come to me
I'm the one they live for
All they do is withdraw
Hundos after hundos
Cause I make them cum slow
Hope you listening, you silly fucking dumb hoes
Here is the lesson
It's all about the sexing
And if you fuck him right
He'll bring them checks in
Now you progression
Got a new hustle
And if he ain't down
Tell that nigga FUCK U!
More fish in the sea
You listening to a G
And if you ask your girl
I'm the bitch she wanted be
Holla at me
Now we started out with nothing turned it in to something
Now you see us stuntin
And we don't want for nothing Harlem world we coming
We going to get it pumping
Nigga not fronting
Just keeping it 100
Now we going to talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We going to talk our shit on how we did it up
We're gonna talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We're gonna talk our shit that's how we give it up WHAT!
Now after my rapping days Nigga had trash to say
Said that I passed away
Now yall have to pay
You
Know how much cash I made? how much ass I blazed
Nigga I deserve all my accolades
Now I take action
With some great rapping
Not with the Mase bashing
Because mistakes happen
Got mass appeal
Made about a half a mill
Off having pills
Don't know why I'm rapping still but I'm back at it
Another stab at it
And for all you rap faggots
I'm using brass tactics
Fucking rat bastards
Niggas ass backwards
Y'all dudes ain't even in my tax bracket
More colder
Chip on the shoulder
10 more haters and I'll make my quota
And when I take over I'm never letting up
Blinky blink the ruler you can't measure up
WHAT!!
Now we started out with nothing turned it in to something
Now you see us stuntin
And we don't want for nothing Harlem world we coming
We going to get it pumping
Nigga not fronting
Just keeping it 100
Now we going to talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We going to talk our shit on how we did it up
We're gonna talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We're gonna talk our shit that's how we give it up WHAT!
This song aint good to I say it good
Now you better put some stank on that shit
You better get that shit from here
You better talk your shit
Yo Jessica come and get her please
Hello
This is Stiletto, niggas think I'm bougie
But I'm fucking ghetto
Motherfucking hood bitch
Someone that you could get
If you got some good dick
But you can't be hood rich
Looking for a millionaire
My bad billionaire
Aim for the sky
Blame it on the high
Won't change for you guys
Fuck y'all niggas
It's about the figures
Speaking of figures
Nigga look at mine
I'm past a dime
You can't number me
No one's in front
Bitches is under me
Niggas, they come to me
I'm the one they live for
All they do is withdraw
Hundos after hundos
Cause I make them cum slow
Hope you listening, you silly fucking dumb hoes
Here is the lesson
It's all about the sexing
And if you fuck him right
He'll bring them checks in
Now you progression
Got a new hustle
And if he ain't down
Tell that nigga FUCK U!
More fish in the sea
You listening to a G
And if you ask your girl
I'm the bitch she wanted be
Holla at me
Now we started out with nothing turned it in to something
Now you see us stuntin
And we don't want for nothing Harlem world we coming
We going to get it pumping
Nigga not fronting
Just keeping it 100
Now we going to talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We going to talk our shit on how we did it up
We're gonna talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We're gonna talk our shit that's how we give it up WHAT!
Now after my rapping days Nigga had trash to say
Said that I passed away
Now yall have to pay
You
Know how much cash I made? how much ass I blazed
Nigga I deserve all my accolades
Now I take action
With some great rapping
Not with the Mase bashing
Because mistakes happen
Got mass appeal
Made about a half a mill
Off having pills
Don't know why I'm rapping still but I'm back at it
Another stab at it
And for all you rap faggots
I'm using brass tactics
Fucking rat bastards
Niggas ass backwards
Y'all dudes ain't even in my tax bracket
More colder
Chip on the shoulder
10 more haters and I'll make my quota
And when I take over I'm never letting up
Blinky blink the ruler you can't measure up
WHAT!!
Now we started out with nothing turned it in to something
Now you see us stuntin
And we don't want for nothing Harlem world we coming
We going to get it pumping
Nigga not fronting
Just keeping it 100
Now we going to talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We going to talk our shit on how we did it up
We're gonna talk our shit cause we don't give a fuck
We're gonna talk our shit that's how we give it up WHAT!
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