Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talkin About It, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song Tha Carter III, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Talkin About It |
Yeah, yeah, okay, came in the game as a youngin' |
Sound cash money, pocket full of money |
Niggas poppin' shit always talkin' 'bout somethin' |
See ya' ass in public it’s a whole 'nother subject |
Man they just, talkin' about it, they just talkin' about it |
And I’m on the streets with it I’m on the streets with it |
See where I come from, you gotta be about it |
And if you want it, want it we come and see about it |
Okay, uhh, it’s weezy baby like the last shit, a big car and a bad bitch |
Uhh, I’m so fly I need my ass kicked, these niggas ballin' by accident |
Uhh, keep talking make em' fuck up ya bodies |
And ya homies tell your mom it was an accident |
Uhh, I’ma G till a casket, drop my grasses |
Huh, fast money I’m the fastest, I got that hustler’s passion |
Ya know, dem boys back at the ass end |
And I’m at the bank tryin' to cash in |
Okay, came in the game as a youngin' |
Sound cash money, pocket full of money |
Niggas poppin' shit always talkin' bout somethin' |
See ya' ass in public it’s a whole 'nother subject |
Man they just, talkin' about it, they just talkin' about it |
And I’m on the streets with it I’m on the streets with it |
See where I come from, you gotta be about it |
And if you want it, want it we come and see about it |
Okay, there’s been a murder, bitch I make a killin' |
Insurance papers in a safe, money in the ceilin' |
Huh, I got a pillowcase full of pistols |
Come through a nigga house and aim at the pillows |
Huh, yeah wake up wake up, fuckin' with them boys |
You could wake up taped up, ya dig? |
Now go on and drink that lake up |
Stick 'em in the trunk and let 'em feel that bass pump |
These niggas is nuts, man that M14 leave you physically fucked |
These niggas is ducks, where you can call me Scrooge |
'Cause I’m swimmin' in bucks, bitch |
Came in the game as a youngin' |
Sound cash money, pocket full of money |
Niggas poppin' shit always talkin' 'bout somethin' |
See ya' ass in public it’s a whole 'nother subject |
Man they just, talkin' about it, they just talkin' about it |
And I’m on the streets with it I’m on the streets with it |
See where I come from, you gotta be about it |
And if you want it, want it we come and see about it |
Yeah, yeah, too hot, too cold, I’m, I’m red hot blue cold |
Yeah, and I could melon out your fruit bowl |
All my guns black, I got true soul |
Yeah, and I call my coup a black pantha |
Graaaa graaa graaa, and that’s the gat anthem |
And if a niggas play with family for that matter |
I’m a smoke so many niggas I’m a catch cancer |
Yeah, and if I step up out this Benz-o |
You know I’m comin' with a gun like a Nintendo |
They soft, them niggas fallin' |
When the wind blow, when I’m rollin' up my window, fuck 'em |
Came in the game as a youngin' |
Sound cash money, pocket full of money |
Niggas poppin' shit always talkin' 'bout somethin' |
See ya' ass in public it’s a whole 'nother subject |
Man they just, talkin' about it, they just talkin' about it |
And I’m on the streets with it I’m on the streets with it |
See where I come from, you gotta be about it |
And if you want it, want it we come and see about it, okay |