Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song TALK ABOUT IT , by - Giggs. Song from the album BIG BAD..., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: NO BS
Song language: English
TALK ABOUT IT |
| Things may seem fine |
| But not all the time |
| Things may seem fine |
| But not all the time |
| Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk, talk |
| Things may seem fine |
| Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk, talk |
| But not all the time |
| Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk, talk |
| Things may seem fine |
| We gon' talk about it and we gon' walk about it |
| But not all the time |
| Real nigga, talk, talk, team |
| And the liquor, drink, drink, sip, cup |
| Drink the liquor, see a Libra |
| Pack the, ah, move the, ah, like a, uh |
| I met this white girl in Ibiza |
| Sniff all just to be up |
| I’ma take down and I’ll keep her |
| I’ma rip, rip, I’ma reaper |
| When I’m wildin' on the island |
| I’ll take her back down and say, «You wildin'» |
| Holdin' that big thing like I’m waiting |
| To try the pussy so I’m cold conversating |
| I wanna film you while I fuck you |
| I got your toes up, I’ma tuck you |
| I’ma text you, I’ma sext you |
| With the polka-dot prints on the vestule |
| She got the, fine legs, like, I love that |
| I ain’t the same way |
| Uh, uh, yeah |
| Play, play, but you’re knowin' |
| Uh, yeah, fuck, but, uh |
| Used to zone out with your phone out |
| With your homie on the roll-out |
| Or that white girl in the coke house |
| Or that stage show with the strobe out |
| Gettin' nosy, keep your nose out |
| Had to rise up and I rose out |
| Now I told Clark get the Rolls out |
| Sandy beaches with my toes out |
| Summertime, summer clothes out |
| Little afro, said her fro’s out |
| Even wintertime when it’s cold out |
| I just load up then I hold out (Haha) |
| I just wanna see us givin' |
| I just wanna see us livin' (Yes) |
| I don’t wanna see us tired |
| I just wanna see us driven (Driven) |
| Elevation elevatin' (Elevatin') |
| Man forever regulatin' |
| Them niggas forever hatin' |
| I’m just way too busy celebratin' |
| Let’s talk about it, talk talk |
| Think about it, it’s my thoughts-thoughts |
| Eat the food up with my fork-fork |
| Caught a bullet, it’s a corpse-corpse |
| Draw a light skin and it’s a hat trick |
| 'Cause there’s a white thing and a black chick |
| Took a big draw then I ashed it |
| Then she told me it’s a hash spliff |
| Black girl in Ibiza |
| She got one she a keeper |
| She like to fly down for the weekend |
| I did the rap test and she passed that |
| I’m in the fast lane |
| I’m in the cold breeze like Alaska |
| I was freezin', now I’m back now |
| Keys up, I’m back down |
| Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk-talk, uh |
| Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk-talk, uh |
| Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk-talk, uh |
| We gon' talk about it and we gon' walk about it |
| Real nigga, talk, talk, team |
| And the liquor, drink, drink, sip, cup |
| Drink the liquor, see a Libra |
| Pack the, ah, move the, ah, like a, uh |
| It’s our renaissanse, hear me now |
| See it? |
| Ah |
| Pull up that one there |
| Pull up that one there |
| Pull up that one there |
| No mercy for any crew, yeah, I am a star |
| You don’t know at all |
| Big up all the real gunners in the place, you understand me? |
| Boy, ya hear me? |
| Yeah, it’s your boy, you know? |
| I take no disrespect from the girl, let me know |
| I’ma say, «Yo, some girl’ll box up some boy and beat up some boy and kick up |
| some boy all in a public» |
| And they hear that boy, them still around tryna get him |
| Some real clown in here |