Papa The Walker - Bring Out Her Talent Lyrics

I just put Goyard on a bad bitch with a nine mil she can tote I hand them samples out to them junkies, they going try kicking down a nigga door
Serving my ex, bitch, whole family, she ain't even know how momma used coke She got good head, probably win a Grammy, gotta bring the talent out of that hoe
Niggas do anything for the cheese, that's why niggas riding' round with a rat I had your baby mother on her knees, made a video to prove it ain't cap Fed her some oxtails and an E on the gang, she ain't never get jack
Call it train if she get paid cash, Cartier frame, big Maybach I just put Virgil on a nigga, Air Force Ones, and I ain't asking about the price Nigga did that cause I was really in the trap and I was bagging up off white
These niggas writing songs with a pen and pad and they ain't sending homies no kites I was just broke and niggas used to laugh at me, now I f*ck his wifey on sight
I just put Goyard on the bad bitch with a nine mil she can tote I hand them samples out to them junkies, they going try kicking down a nigga door
Serving my ex, bitch, whole family, she ain't even know her mama used coke She got good head, probably win a Grammy, gotta bring the talent out of that hoe
Niggas do anything for the cheese, that's why niggas riding, around with a rat I had your baby mother on her knees, made a video to prove it ain't cap
Fed her some oxtails and an E on the gang, she ain't never get jack Call it train if she get paid cash, Cartier frame, big Maybach
Your girl be super wetty off the Medis, so a nigga always feed her that pill Can't even remember how many niggas I done got blitzed out in that field
That's on the gang, my shooters never bragging on a hit, If nobody got killed I made the bitch smuggle in the Za, helped the bro do his time in that cell
That nigga statement came to the light, lil' nigga f*cked around and got poked Went to a after party with his wife and I started dancing all in her throat
How many racks a nigga gotta blow? Hit your bitch from the back and then she gotta go That nigga know his homie bit the cheddar, but he only around him cause he need to smoke
Niggas be pussy burnt out and broke, it ain't no way that he could get fixed Made this Dominican bitch go, I don't give a f*ck if she the bro sis
I put the bitch in the white gold, long as she don't treat me like no simp Niggas rapping about bread, that don't exist Cartier bracelet, match the all plain wrist
I just put Goyard on a bad bitch with a nine mil she could tote I hand them samples out to them junkies, they going to try kicking down a nigga door
Serving my ex bitch, whole family, she ain't even know her mama used coke She got good head, probably win a Grammy, gotta bring the talent out of that hoe
Niggas do anything for the cheese, that's why niggas riding, around with a rat I had your baby mother on her knees, made a video to prove it ain't cap
Fed her some oxtails and an E on the gang, she ain't never get jack Call it train if she get paid cash, Cartier frame, big Maybach
I just put Virgil on a nigga, Air Force Ones, and I ain't ask about the price Nigga did that cause I was really in the trap and I was bagging up off white