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cuban doll – talk my shit lyrics

[intro]
([?] on the track you know that sh+t [?])
ooh+ooh

[chorus]
ooh+ooh, let me talk my sh+t (ayy)
look at my neck, b+tch, look at my wrist (yeah)
diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
big money little b+tch, let me talk my sh+t
ooh+ooh, let me talk my sh+t (b+tch)
look at my neck (yeah), b+tch, look at my wrist (ayy)
diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
big money little b+tch, let me talk my sh+t (ayy)

[verse 1]
b+tch, i’m leanin’, got the money face (yeah)
if you ain’t gettin’, money stay the f+ck away
i’m ridin’ shotgun with a lot of bass
got a dirty ar and a baby k
before i wake and blaze, i put on my stunner shades (b+tch)
n+gga, these is cartiers, i’m ballin’ in this b+tch like pd hardaway (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
he gon’ show some love, throw some dubs, he gon’ eat me up (what?)
use to be a scrub, he that n+gga that you wish you was
ayy, let me talk my sh+t
break a b+tch n+gga, make him share that l!ck
these b+tches hatin’ on the low because they ain’t worth sh+t
rollie flooded motherf+cker, i almost broke my wrist (ooh, ooh)
say lil’ woadie what you mad for? (what?)
i’m really drippin’ in that water like a tadpole
money on my head, yeah, i’m known for kickin’ back doors
i ain’t mike sham but i’m a motherf+ckin’ assh0l+ (ayy)
[chorus]
ooh+ooh, let me talk my sh+t
look at my neck (yeah), b+tch, look at my wrist (what?)
diamonds on froze, new phone who this? (yeah)
big money little b+tch, let me talk my sh+t
ooh+ooh, let me talk my sh+t (b+tch)
look at my neck (yeah), b+tch, look at my wrist (ayy)
diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
big money little b+tch, let me talk my sh+t (ayy)

[verse 2]
let me talk me, gucci on me (on me)
n+gga, try me we gon leave the n+gga on e
and i’m swingin’ through your city, leave it on flea (yeah)
independent, i be swingin’ by my lonely (b+tch)
f+ck all that talkin’, pull up on me and come show me (what?)
i see my opps, spot ’em out, we ’bout to drop ’em now
can’t get no passes if you wit ’em, you gon get it
slidin’ in them foreigns, we be thuggin’ in them b+tches (yeah)
b+tch, i’m really from the trenches
and i shine bright
these vvs in my chain ain’t no two’s (b+tch)
and i can fight b+tch, i’m on my mike sh+t
you get to tweakin’, i’ma drag you like a white b+tch

[chorus]
ooh+ooh, let me talk my sh+t (yeah)
look at my neck, b+tch, look at my wrist (ayy)
diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
big money little b+tch, let me talk my sh+t
ooh+ooh, let me talk my sh+t
look at my neck (yeah), b+tch, look at my wrist (what?)
diamonds on froze, new phone who this? (yeah)
big money little b+tch, let me talk my sh+t (ooh+ooh)

- cuban doll lyrics

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