NO TALKIN'

If you don't got money, don't talk If you ain't got hos, don't talk If you ain't got haters, don't talk If you ain't poppin', don't talk If you ain't gang, don't talk Diamonds in the vault Shorty wanna see what they look like She gonna pay the cost Shorty gone start form the bottom and make her way to the top Shorty get nasty and nasty, baby gone take that shit off Baby wanna fuck with a real one, baby wanna fuck with a boss Baby wanna fuck with a real one, baby wanna fuck with a boss Aye, racks in the seams, they bussing If you fuck with me, then you fuckin Other than top and other than sex the only thing you can offer me is nothing Alright, maybe love and affection Prolly a cure to depression Maybe some advice when my baby mom got me stressin The racks gone come, be patience The diamonds gone glow, be patient I bought the two toned Rollie to remind me these niggas who be two facing These numbers got me complacent Like some cold sweats she shaking Never ducked action, tell them takers to come take it Real nigga don't care about you feel Won't be satisfied til I get a mil You gone blrdd blrdd if you squeal So many chains in like I worked in the field If you don't got money, don't talk If you ain't got hos, don't talk If you ain't got haters, don't talk If you ain't poppin', don't talk If you ain't gang, don't talk Diamonds in the vault Shorty wanna see what they look like She gonna pay the cost Shorty gone start form the bottom and make her way to the top Shorty get nasty and nasty, baby gone take that shit off Baby wanna fuck with a real one, baby wanna fuck with a boss Baby wanna fuck with a real one, baby wanna fuck with a boss It be the broke boys that's hating I'm a star player you can't trade me Bad bitch tryna rape me I hate these niggas more than Satan l fell in love with the fashion I fell in love with the bitches We were stuck in the trenches This flow a million dollar ticket That thot ho make me sick Don't come round without a stick I been tryna run the bands up like a nigga tryna get fit I only love her because she thick Her head game never miss One thing these girls know is that's juice god this bitch HA, yeah, whipping your girl Honda like a mother fuckin McLaren Ya know, drifting through lanes and lanes shit If you ain't getting money, getting no hos, you aint poppin', stay quite If you don't got money, don't talk If you ain't got hos, don't talk If you ain't got haters, don't talk If you ain't poppin, don't talk If you ain't gang, don't talk Diamonds in the vault Shorty wanna see what they look like She gonna pay the cost Shorty gone start form the bottom and make her way to the top Shorty get nasty and nasty, baby gone take that shit off Baby wanna fuck with a real one, baby wanna fuck with a boss Baby wanna fuck with a real one, baby wanna fuck with a boss