Ace Hood - Skip The Talk'n lyrics

rate me

Feat. Kevin Cossom

Girl I feel like tonight gonna be a hell of a night

I don't usually say that

All this turn up in my system

And my niggers just forgive us

Sometimes we don't even know how to act

Tell me where your head at

I'll show you a good time

Why don't you show me where your bed at

If I got your permission girl I got tell the truth

All these different women, only one I see is you

Have you up all night just like a red-eye

Already know what I wanna do

Baby let's just skip the talking

[Chorus]

Baby let’s just skip the talking

Let’s skip the talking, let’s skip the talking

Let’s get right down to business baby

Get right down to it, Get right down to it yeah

Liquor got me talking, Kush got me faded

Quit beating around the bush, Baby we can skip the basics

Can't sit around and then act like I don't want you bad as I do

From the first time that I laid eyes I had pictured you in my Coupe

With that dress fitting perfect, handbag lurking

I'm just trying to change your life

Them other niggers thirsty

I'ma keep it real no bullshit and I need your body like now

See we both grown and there ain't nothing wrong with a little bumping and grind

Let’s skip the club in my penthouse, we won’t make it to the bedroom

From the kitchen onto that couch, I’m tapping your spot to see what that do

Girl I hear your body calling

You running like a faucet

This dick will give you amnesia girl, Can’t remember what started

I'm saying

If I got your permission girl I got tell the truth

All these different women, only one I see is you

Have you up all night just like a red-eye

Already know what I wanna do

Baby let's just skip the talking

[Chorus]

Don’t mean to be blunt, fuck it though I'm lying

Your last man never played with it while he hitting that from behind

Or get it in in that 4 do if that Porsche seats on recline

I promise baby, I promise baby, you begging me to rewind

Girl, I’ll do you like a favor, don’t care we wake the neighbors

You screaming oh lord, okay Anita Baker

You dealing with a real nigger baby, won’t even tell you no lie

I see the want in your eyes and it ain't no need to wasting our time

Said it’s 5 in the morning, niggers still on it

Breakfast in the bed, pussy weed money

I do it Shorty, I do it Shorty, can’t name one better

I’m trying to get you wetter, I've been thinking this forever

I’m saying

If I got your permission girl I got tell the truth

All these different women, only one I see is you

Have you up all night just like a red-eye

Already know what I wanna do

Baby let's just skip the talking

[Chorus]