Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep Talking, artist - Gangstagrass. Album song Broken Hearts and Stolen Money, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 27.01.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rench Audio
Song language: English
Keep Talking |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking |
Should have known this was destined to happen |
Lips flapping: that’s a major infraction |
Hardly competition, minor distraction |
Drop a hot one and then I watch the reaction |
Don’t co-sign simping, no salutes for the captain |
Recognize game, you lames get marked absent |
Base-heads neutralized by this acid |
Flabbergasted, while I walk away laughing |
Total package, open up the wrapping |
Turn the other cheek for the slapping, what’s happening? |
Break 'em on down to a fraction and smash 'em |
Get embarrassed with ease- yo, it’s straight baffling |
Grind for the paper, big checks when I cash ‘em |
Shorty’s in my face, 'cause she thinks I’m quite dashing |
Think it’s off-base? |
Go review your map then |
Shine with the light, get your cameras, all action |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking (go ahead now) |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking (go ahead now) |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing (yeah) |
Keep talking (go ahead now) |
Go ahead run your mouth see what i’m about |
Go ahead run your mouth see what i’m about |
Ain’t nobody studying that mess, you’re just a stunt fronting |
Dumb gumping and gum bumping i’m straight sonnin' |
All these gossiping fools who ain’t nothin' |
But clown-assed, jive-assed turkeys with no stuffing, and |
Dust off my shoes is what you’re sure to be inhaling |
As i’m passing you so fast all you can do is keep on failing |
Just keep running off at the mouth with all them tales you keep on telling |
My word is my bond and your bond just needs bailing |
My name in your mouth just leaves a sour taste |
That’s why every time i see you’re looking sour in the face |
If i spend another hour in this place |
It’s gonna get so funky that you’re gonna need a shower for the stank |
I’m 'o give it to you straight no chase |
Steady on the move, give a damn 'bout the hate |
What a lame’s got to say about the d don’t equate |
To a hill of baked beans getting stacked on a plate |
Pop shit, man you ought to stay quiet |
Must have a whole lot of fiber in your diet |
Salting on my name, man don’t even try it |
You’re selling wolf tickets and nobody wanna buy it |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing (yeah) |
Keep talking |
Go ahead run your mouth see what i’m about |
Go ahead run your mouth see what i’m about |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking (go ahead now) |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing |
Keep talking (go ahead now) |
Hear you talking bout me |
But it don’t mean a thing (yeah) |
Keep talking (go ahead now) |
Go ahead run your mouth see what i’m about |
Go ahead run your mouth see what i’m about |