Talk Dat Sh! x Boogs

MoneyMadePooh

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Nah, bro, stop playin' with the beat, run that shit
Oh, by the way
Yeah
Just like that

let's do it
Yeah
Finna make em feel me on this bitch
Turn me up

Turn me up
What he say
Yeah
What he say

Left a lot of ones behind me
Got a lot of ones, that miss me
Havin' dreams about pullin' up
Foreign , bad bitch wanna kiss me

Sticky situation that I'm in
Some niggas wouldn't wanna be me
Won't let a nigga take me out my spot
Or put me up on the TV

Nigga having' hella motion,, bad bitch
You don't see the type of timing that I'm on
Geekin' bad in dat D let a stupid bitch
Set me up through a droid phone

Bitch steady tweakin'
Like, f*ck that hoe
This hoe geekin', told her leave me alone
Walkin' in a party hoes attracted

Just cause the smell of my fuckin' cologne
She said, all nighter
But f*ck that, I just want pipe her
She fell in love with the dick the first night

Now she texting me like, do I want wife her
And f*ck a nigga, we got this gang in this bitch
We official just like some snipers
Nigga steady trolling

But who had really got left shitted just like a fuckin' diaper
Mmm, mama, I know you see your son, outchea livin' wild
Some shit on the inside, but I ain't never tell you when I was a child
Havin' talks with Uncle Bryson like these niggas file

Gave my partner a inch the first time, then he took a mile
When I get a bitch ima dick her down
You know ain't no fuckin' saving her
Know it's a hot summer, but we's outside, nigga

Cookin' shit like some bacon
Claim it's a top dog, but got hit
Nigga must thought he was Nick Saban
Like, what you know about dickin' a bitch, down

Now she claimin' that she pregnant with your baby
This all that she scream
Guess what else she say
This what she say like when she cream

Bae, stop fuckin' around with them lames
Let me show you that a nigga real
Stand on business about you, baby
I swear to god shit for real

Huh
Yeah, baby, I'm the coldest
look strong I bet I unfold em
If you make a lot of money, you can hold it

Huh
I been makin' pape just like I own it
Huh
She suck my dick like a coney

She a eater so she eat it up just like bologna
This a real life, bitch
Like the goonies, I'm the coldest
He didn't know this

I pulled up Draco, and I made him froze there
I don't care
Leave him in the alley, let him mole there
That low stare

I be drunk, as f*ck
I be off the hen
When I hit her with that low stare, she be ready to sin
I hit her ass again

Spin back and bring her friend
hit up Pooh and bring a two man in

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Written by: Money Pooh

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