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<strong>Talk 2 Me Lyrics</strong>

Talk 2 me wale

you kno we had to do it again bruh bruh

Talk 2 me

Talk 2 me

Talk 2 me

Talk 2 me

Talk 2 me

Talk 2 me

[wale]

what up bankhead

Hey lil mama whats your name

Im wale but they call me great

PRPS cover my eight's

uhh, lemme switch my pace

No rims on my Benz-o

Just tint hoe and good endo

I love a girl that think alot

Cause sex with me is mental

That mental, that brain power

my J rolled and that thing loud

Thats OG, I OD

my hoes loud but im low key

Its no drought were i be

bitch no ????? heres fire wings

Dats five piece thats how I be

im proud of me im so G

im carry out with it

who are yall kiddin

Nigga I live it cant get in my business

Cant get with my bitches

Cant get my lyrics

i dont give five shits come get with my ??????

Killa I roller cheese blazed

high as fuck and feelin great

I thought I was out Atlanta

But god damn im outa space

Bitch no days off

And I aint got no breaks

And I dont take theese bitches out

I make pajama breaks

Feed them to some convo

and some wine

and take a condom break

If she dont fake I work that pussy out

like it was outa shape

[chorus]

I get money then im gone that's a hard pill to swallow

I got money on my phone if you talkin have a convo

Throwin hundreds then im gone you cant go to the places i go

(never)

When that money calls I holla back

cause gettin to this dough is all I know

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

huh,

She wanna be grown

I know that is your bitch

but she wont leave me 'lone

look, she love me from them poems

and them songs, in my zone

and im gone and she gone

But she gone home

she say no and she say she on

nigga fuck that

she gone open up we gone puff dat

coconuts and rock where puff at?

Never fall in love dont cuff dat

while y'all foreplay I punt that

4 downs

more rounds

more vodka

more brown

more broads

more loud

more money to count

Yeah you kno im gettin right

Bet they on my dick tonight

all my women fly as shit

why your bitches scared of heights?

why these broads hear my late call

start rushing over runnin lights?

why they try to see my flow

but they kno dats outa sight

my Polo cost ends

and bitch im dolo

fuck friends

so all who dont know

im in

so take a photo

my fit is

sick as shit cant find these shoes

unless you was out in 92'

rest in peace that DJ Am, Clark Kent

Dats my fuckin dude

lets go

[chorus]

I get money then im gone that's a hard pill to swallow

I got money on my phone if you talkin have a convo

Throwin hundreds then im gone you cant go to the places i go

(never)

When that money calls I holla back

cause gettin to this dough is all I know

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

I holla back

When that money calls I holla back

cause gettin to this dough is all I know

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