Talkin

Bitch, I'm talkin my shit ain't no problem I'm stuntin, I'm ready to model Im flexin, I'm ready to holla I'm ready to get me my dollas I'm ready to go, hit the throttle Shut up and just pass me the bottle Then we drink it right till its empty Don't talk shit boi... don't go and temp me Cuz I walk round feelin like 50 Cent I slap yo shit if you try me Pull up and you gon see your wifey We laugh at yo face cuz we high, key Hate you mothafuck with a passion Pain, Demon Slayin, Im talkin fashion Wont share this shit, no fucking rations Spit on that shit with some passion Fruit, up in this bitch with the loop Dog face as hoe is she stoop Up at the park shooting hoops J's are so fresh but not new J's are so Fresh, but not new FRESH printed tee they gon scoop Fucking around with the Fruity Loops Girl shakin ass like a Hula hoop X-Rated films this is not Youtube Don't speak on my shit if its not for you Don't speak on my name if you tell no truths Make my own beat then I hop in the booth Choppin shit up call it Rapper... Produce