<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