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g5 elz - talk lyrics

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(verse 1)

they saw you grow up

tunnel gate

when they toll us

mosquito bite chest for breast

finally swoll up

ya rear got fatter

ya heart got blacker

ya x got wacker

now he p-ssed

like a bladder

cause he lost ya

and i found ya

remember in the library

where i found ya

reading self improvement

you a h-ll of a student

paint on the weekends

to r&b music

big h on ya waist

got you looking like a big boss

sweet perfume

sour state lip gloss

a little eye liner

rose gold timer

black leather boots

fresh out da spit shiner

black coolie hair

got that from ya momma

knock a b-tch out

got that from ya momma

hold a man down

got that from ya momma

born on a friday

but thank god for ya momma

hook

why they looking at me ?

now they wanna talk x4

verse 2

5th ave diva

swag down to the sneaker

never give her cat

to other dogs

she a real keeper

trece keep it trill

fendi purse

full of bills

clean the crib good

and cook. a n-gga got meals

she the type you put

in some hot wheels

drop the top slow

and the sun feel

her face

beach. tan til her waste

live on a crack block

but the dopest b-tch in the place

but her heart

bluer than chase

n0body walked wit her

but now they wanna chase

ever sense

so who’s laughing to the bank

who’s buying her drank

who’s rollin her dank

write her n-gga up top

til the pen run outta ink

they say she crazy

she don’t care what they think

skulk her face real stank

tell’em walk the plank

no gas in the tank

hook

why they looking at me ?

now they wanna talk x4

verse 3

you was that quiet girl

all that

they talk about

graduated school

then moved out ya mothers house

tryna be a lawyer

tryna visit bora bora

tryna have a house on da hill

wit dat nice foyer

been working since 14

buying your own

jeans

buying your own shoes

don’t even know

what buy me

means

bed-stuy girl

who knows what grimey means

went to sleep to gun shots

rip another teen

not into material

turned on by ambition

dollar van driven

q4 linden

her time ticken

piaget glisten

kept a few journals

cause n0body ever listen

to her

now they wanna listen

to her

now girls wishing they her

they her they her they her

hook

why they looking at me ?

now they wanna talk x4



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