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ggot curt - what he talkin' bout? lyrics

[intro]
(ay’ p, you cold for this one)
yeah, ay’ where my drank at?
lets do it n+gga, yeah
mmm, yeah
say don’t f+ck wit’ me boy, yeah (mmm)
yeah, ggot, ay’ what the f+ck that mean?
let me talk ‘bout what they seen, n+gga

[chorus]
i had to ask’ him what he talkin’ ‘bout
yeah, p+ssy b+tch, don’t run ya mouth
you up here talkin’ loud
i bust ya head, make my mama proud
ay’ b+tch you know this sh+t get dirty
mane, quit all that actin’ out
i go by ggot curt
lil’ b+tch, it ain’t no slackin’ now
that boy was doin’ all that talkin’, mane you need to hush ya mouth
and if he don’t, b+tch we gon’ hush him, yeah
you know we f+ckin’ scuff him out
mane i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ no n+ggas, i can’t do that hangin’ out
get active, f+ckin’ bangin’ out
then ask him “what he talkin’ bout?”

[verse 1]
i’m posted wit’ them alligators (n+gga, yeah)
i told that b+tch that we can get it in now or later
she talkin’ ‘bout, that she don’t want a n+gga, i ain’t ask ya favor
i only want that ho’ just for some nеck, she ain’t my f+ckin’ flavor
i get that boy, i be up at his nеck just like a sword slayer
i’m wrappin’ this sh+t up, i tie his ass just like a cord cable
that b+tch, she all up on them knees prayin’, hope the lord save her
you know she shake that ass and use them hands, that’s what the lord gave her
that p+ssy b+tch had tried to set me up, but i had f+ckin’ played her
i’m solo dolo, grindin’ by my self, b+tch i can’t f+ckin’ date her
i bust a n+gga in his sh+t, mane that’s my f+ckin’ affidavit
that boy, he be a b+tch, if that’s his ho’, lil’ b+tch i have to take her
don’t take this sh+t for granted, b+tch just sit yo’ ass right at the table
[chorus]
i had to ask’ him what he talkin’ ‘bout
yeah, p+ssy b+tch, don’t run ya mouth
you up here talkin’ loud
i bust ya head, make my mama proud
ay’ b+tch you know this sh+t get dirty
mane, quit all that actin’ out
i go by ggot curt
lil’ b+tch, it ain’t no slackin’ now
that boy was doin’ all that talkin’, mane you need to hush ya mouth
and if he don’t, b+tch we gon’ hush him, yeah
you know we f+ckin’ scuff him out
mane i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ no n+ggas, i can’t do that hangin’ out
get active, f+ckin’ bangin’ out (baw)
then ask him “what he talkin’ bout?”

[verse 2]
i had to go and ask his ass why he laggin’
talkin’ pants down, saggin’
mane i can’t f+ck with that b+tch, cause she naggin’ (baw, baw)
b+tch i don’t even wanna motherf+ckin’ talk, send ya addy
ol’ bot ass boy, you can’t motherf+ckin’ bag it
mane i be all up in this b+tch, spittin’ fye, like a dragon
that way i played that lil’ b+tch p+ssy, mane it died like a hatchet
i swear that b+tch a f+ckin’ wussy, how she took my f+ckin’ gadget
that boy, he wan’t a f+ckin’ cookie, bake his ass like some maggots
b+tch i’m talkin’ ‘bout that money, big bank
n+gga yeah, i’m the one and only realest, what you think?
n+gga yeah, it ain’t funny b+tch i’ll stab you wit’ that shank
n+gga yeah, what you talkin’ ‘bout?
you thought this was a prank?
dummy
[chorus]
i had to ask’ him what he talkin’ ‘bout
yeah, p+ssy b+tch, don’t run ya mouth
you up here talkin’ loud
i bust ya head, make my mama proud
ay’ b+tch you know this sh+t get dirty
mane, quit all that actin’ out
i go by ggot curt
lil’ b+tch, it ain’t no slackin’ now
that boy was doin’ all that talkin’, mane you need to hush ya mouth
and if he don’t, b+tch we gon’ hush him, yeah
you know we f+ckin’ scuff him out
mane i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’ no n+ggas, i can’t do that hangin’ out
get active, f+ckin’ bangin’ out (uh, uh)
then ask him “what he talkin’ bout?”

- ggot curt lyrics

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