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enotti flocka x matt teez - talk our shit lyrics

(intro: enotti flocka)
(my baby, my valentine, yeah
girl, na you dey make my temperature dey rise
if you leave me, i go die, i swear
you are like the oxygen i need to survive
i’ll be honest
your loving dey totori me
(grrah+grrah)
i am so obsessed
i want to chop your nkwobi)
d+mn, like
(die 2’s)
die 2’s
(how many times you want me to say this? muddy)

(chorus: enotti flocka)
i’m a flocka, you can’t change me
keep a gun, and this sh+t got no safety
that’s on naz, i throw shots for my lady
ayo sha, i’d put the beam on your baby
i don’t f+ck with thot b+tches, they oppy
on the hav, we gon’ roll up some lotti (lotti)
i told eddy to catch him a body
f+ck that, n+gga, catch you a homi

(versе 1: enotti flocka)
i’m tryna flock at who smokin’ on bobby
f+ck a pistol, i come with a shotti
when we f+ckin’, shе screamin’ “e+notti”
pop out the cut, just to see who move wocky
doa, we go ruthless (ruthless)
free the real flock, we gon’ see how he shoot it (glah+glah, baow)
ayo matt, move tact, first opp i see, he get put in a pack
rule number uno, can’t go out like mav
10 shots, and they still ain’t get back
kay mill got beat off the map (millside+k)
the n+gga that dissed gon’ be dead in this pack
mdot got left on the ave
legshot, and that boy went down
smoking on libby, i’m tappin’ my hip
spin that block, and i call up the rips
(chorus: enotti flocka)
i’m a flocka, you can’t change me
keep a gun, and this sh+t got no safety
that’s on naz, i throw shots for my lady
ayo sha, i’d put the beam on your baby
i don’t f+ck with thot b+tches, they oppy
on the hav, we gon’ roll up some lotti (lotti)
i told eddy to catch him a body
f+ck that, n+gga, catch you a homi

(verse 2: matt t++z)
i’m off the yerk, tryna put in some pain
rah dead, he caught shots to the brain
i know notti gon’ let that sh+t flame
throwin’ them shots, give a f+ck if it rain
dudeylo be on d+ck, he a lame
old+head got kick, that’s caine
tdot a b+tch, tell him stay in his lane
if i up the chop, better run with ya goons
big smith’n be shakin’ the room
catch a sweeper, i’m breakin’ his broom
yellow, beanz, sent to the moon
if you say you on hots, better up that
n+ggas stay on our d+ck, better talk facts
n+gga, notti got poked, where his guts at?
spin through the t’z, i told brodie to tuck that
(outro)
dubski
mexii
luchii
glah+glah+boom
like, like oh my god, n+gga
suck my d+ck, like
oyk

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- enotti flocka x matt teez lyrics

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