BIG K.R.I.T. - Talkin Bout Nothing lyrics

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[VERSE 1] Ever since I was a youngin Up in my grandmamma house Watchin "The Mack", reciting it back Like boy what you talkin bout Droppin a switch, hittin a lick Tryna get rich off in this bitch Droppin my top, I'm poppin my trunk I'm whippin my wheel like I'm whippin my grits These niggas ain't shit, these niggas ain't real These niggas is frauds Most of these niggas been coughing kush and loving all on they broads When I pull up, car slam a do', break a ho down Run her throat till it sore pass that ho round, I say hold up, damn KRIT that fucked up, I know it They say hold up, damn KRIT let's pour up, I four it I, I, I, I'm feeling good, feeling great How are you? SO much bass when I pop my tape Can't feel my face, can you feel yours too? I got this here, I got this here Might have to chop that up Her pussy wet, she spot the dick Might have to mop that up She say what's happenin, I'm tryna fuck Might have to prop that up Bout that dough, got that up Don't act no shy, bitch slap it up

[Bridge:] I need that (I need that) I want that (I want that) I'm bout that (I'm bout that) What's happenin? (What's happenin?) I seen that (I seen that) I bought that (I bought that) I own that (I own that) I'm snappy (I'm snappy)

[Hook:] Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing Not a thing, not a not a thing ho Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing Not a thing, not a not a thing ho Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing Not a thing, not a not a thing ho Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing That I can't do, that you done done that I ain't did

[Verse 2:] Ain't nobody trippin on yo ho, ain't into that Ain't nobody trippin on yo ho, I give er back Cut er slack, let er go, cause she was in the VI Ain't like I be askin for attention when I be out, so much tint I can't see out, stressin bussits with they feet out If you ain't suckin or fuckin Well, you should keep out, Shoot the kind of bid, when they buss it gotta peep out, She ain't gotta beg, if she lookin I can see Right on that V, I drop yo tea top Hater tend to levy The bottles servin, poppin, Shawty look at all that we got Look at all that we on Tell them blokes just be gone Fuck wutchu been talkin bout, they couch i put my feet on, Ain't no love for these haters, ain't no love for these fakes What? I was born in the country, I ain't trippin on a snake I been fishin for these bitches All I ever had was bait If you think you got a problem with it, tell it to my face

[Bridge:] I need that (I need that) I want that (I want that) I'm bout that (I'm bout that) What's happenin? (What's happenin?) I seen that (I seen that) I bought that (I bought that) I own that (I own that) I'm snappy (I'm snappy)

[Hook:] Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing Not a thing, not a not a thing ho Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing Not a thing, not a not a thing ho Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing Not a thing, not a not a thing ho Ya'll niggas ain't talkin bout nothing That I can't do, that you done done that I ain't did

Thanks to Trees for correcting these lyrics