Look
Ooh
This beat hard as f*ck though
Boy be talking
Uh
Boy be talking crazy imma
Put the choppa to his face
Yeah I'm balling out but
A motherf*cka ain't playin base
Shorty said my mans was cute bitch
Get the f*ck up out my place
Pussy burning rubber imma
Get his f*cking ass erased
She said 6:00 it's 8:15
Yeah I know I'm running late
Yeah
And I'm high as outer space
Gave the hoe 20 minutes
I ain't talking about Jace
Stacking up this bread yeah
I'm feeling like Tay K
Kicked her to the curb
Finna make her do the race
Put the metal to
His face gave him braces
Pull the trigger 'fore he
See us we ain't catching cases
I don't even bend
Over to tie my laces
Because you know that shit
Is finna crease the Js bitch
We gon pop em like a pill
Talking crazy we gon' crack
His ass like a seal
Bitch we hitting that kill
Like he lil RT
Make him f*cking squeal
While I'm stacking dollar bills
Smoke up to the face good
Shit got me feelin ill
I told the bitch chill
She all up on me tryna
Get a nut I don't spill
For real
Last boy talk man
We split his brains
Talking crazy yeah we
Got his ass rearranged
Yeah we get his
Block f*cking stained
Motherf*cka think this Xbox
But we ain't playing games
Got him jumping but
We ain't playing Mario
Finna dunk his ass
Up like an Oreo
Choppa make his ass
Dance without no choreo
He said he from Chicago what
We did to him a loco historio
Masked up Rey Mysterio
I'm up in the
Projects with a freaky hoe
Shorty lowkey a demon
She suck my pinky toe
Brody asked me what's her name
I said I don't even know
And we really about that trouble
Choppa hit his ass
Twice made him stumble
I don't even gotta problem
But if I did though
I might just have to pull
Up and let your bitch know
Got the glock on my hip though
45 on me boutta spray
You like I twitch hoe
I might kill you
That's a tic tho
Shoot him in a
Circle make this motherf*cka tiptoe
And I'm just getting started
Shorty suck me stupid
Thought she was retarded
Got this clip on my hip
And I might just use it
Man shut your hoe ass up
And stick to making music
Like what?
M!co - Dirt Talk Lyrics
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Look
Ooh
This beat hard as f*ck though
Boy be talking
Uh
Boy be talking crazy imma
Put the choppa to his face
Yeah I'm balling out but
A motherf*cka ain't playin base
Shorty said my mans was cute bitch
Get the f*ck up out my place
Pussy burning rubber imma
Get his f*cking ass erased
She said 6:00 it's 8:15
Yeah I know I'm running late
Yeah
And I'm high as outer space
Gave the hoe 20 minutes
I ain't talking about Jace
Stacking up this bread yeah
I'm feeling like Tay K
Kicked her to the curb
Finna make her do the race
Put the metal to
His face gave him braces
Pull the trigger 'fore he
See us we ain't catching cases
I don't even bend
Over to tie my laces
Because you know that shit
Is finna crease the Js bitch
We gon pop em like a pill
Talking crazy we gon' crack
His ass like a seal
Bitch we hitting that kill
Like he lil RT
Make him f*cking squeal
While I'm stacking dollar bills
Smoke up to the face good
Shit got me feelin ill
I told the bitch chill
She all up on me tryna
Get a nut I don't spill
For real
Last boy talk man
We split his brains
Talking crazy yeah we
Got his ass rearranged
Yeah we get his
Block f*cking stained
Motherf*cka think this Xbox
But we ain't playing games
Got him jumping but
We ain't playing Mario
Finna dunk his ass
Up like an Oreo
Choppa make his ass
Dance without no choreo
He said he from Chicago what
We did to him a loco historio
Masked up Rey Mysterio
I'm up in the
Projects with a freaky hoe
Shorty lowkey a demon
She suck my pinky toe
Brody asked me what's her name
I said I don't even know
And we really about that trouble
Choppa hit his ass
Twice made him stumble
I don't even gotta problem
But if I did though
I might just have to pull
Up and let your bitch know
Got the glock on my hip though
45 on me boutta spray
You like I twitch hoe
I might kill you
That's a tic tho
Shoot him in a
Circle make this motherf*cka tiptoe
And I'm just getting started
Shorty suck me stupid
Thought she was retarded
Got this clip on my hip
And I might just use it
Man shut your hoe ass up
And stick to making music
Like what?
Ooh
This beat hard as f*ck though
Boy be talking
Uh
Boy be talking crazy imma
Put the choppa to his face
Yeah I'm balling out but
A motherf*cka ain't playin base
Shorty said my mans was cute bitch
Get the f*ck up out my place
Pussy burning rubber imma
Get his f*cking ass erased
She said 6:00 it's 8:15
Yeah I know I'm running late
Yeah
And I'm high as outer space
Gave the hoe 20 minutes
I ain't talking about Jace
Stacking up this bread yeah
I'm feeling like Tay K
Kicked her to the curb
Finna make her do the race
Put the metal to
His face gave him braces
Pull the trigger 'fore he
See us we ain't catching cases
I don't even bend
Over to tie my laces
Because you know that shit
Is finna crease the Js bitch
We gon pop em like a pill
Talking crazy we gon' crack
His ass like a seal
Bitch we hitting that kill
Like he lil RT
Make him f*cking squeal
While I'm stacking dollar bills
Smoke up to the face good
Shit got me feelin ill
I told the bitch chill
She all up on me tryna
Get a nut I don't spill
For real
Last boy talk man
We split his brains
Talking crazy yeah we
Got his ass rearranged
Yeah we get his
Block f*cking stained
Motherf*cka think this Xbox
But we ain't playing games
Got him jumping but
We ain't playing Mario
Finna dunk his ass
Up like an Oreo
Choppa make his ass
Dance without no choreo
He said he from Chicago what
We did to him a loco historio
Masked up Rey Mysterio
I'm up in the
Projects with a freaky hoe
Shorty lowkey a demon
She suck my pinky toe
Brody asked me what's her name
I said I don't even know
And we really about that trouble
Choppa hit his ass
Twice made him stumble
I don't even gotta problem
But if I did though
I might just have to pull
Up and let your bitch know
Got the glock on my hip though
45 on me boutta spray
You like I twitch hoe
I might kill you
That's a tic tho
Shoot him in a
Circle make this motherf*cka tiptoe
And I'm just getting started
Shorty suck me stupid
Thought she was retarded
Got this clip on my hip
And I might just use it
Man shut your hoe ass up
And stick to making music
Like what?
Writer: muco
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Copyright: Lyrics © CONSALAD CO., Ltd.