kyle & mr. man – talk that shit lyrics
[verse 1: k.i.d]
alright well it’s k-i-d, i’m b-i-g, driving while i’m b-a-c
i’ll probably be t-i-u ’til i f-cking d-i-e
why do i even try? n-gga you must be out your mind
driving in my lane to fame
bro you must be like d-u-i
you are nowhere on my charts i’m bout to blow you’re bout to start
y’all lil n-ggas ain’t got no bark like (gerbils?) in jur-ssic park
doggy whoa!
f-ck you thought?!
anti-freeze, i’m super cold
cuz i’m more like a super yes and you’re more like a super no
flow is always ten below sub-zero but i’m f-ckin hot
hotter than a lot of them chiles in a pot of them
habanero peppers with hot sauce and no water man
(d-mn, n-gga that’s f-cking hot; i’m sweating)
alright well my swag is my forte, y’all lil n-ggas just horseplay
y’all lil n-ggas iis too weak like fourteen of your days
every beat i body it i been thru alot of sh-t but last place is somewhere i dont know how to get
[hook]
mc hammer flow can’t touch this
you can trust these b-tches but i never will
hit me up she tryna chill
(got some weed b-tch?)
what you got for me?
whatchu, whatchu got for me? (b-tch)
what you got for me b-tch?
whatchu, whatchu got for me? (b-tch)
[verse 2: mr. man]
okay i’m faded to the point where
i just really don’t give a f-ck about
what you n-ggas gotta say, i’m chucky b-tch you’re child’s play
and my real name is charles but your girl call me mr. man
swagger’s on a hundred grand and all you n-ggas tryna bite
my flow’s never gotta ‘you’re kinda nice’
always got the sickest volume
thirty cent n-ggas and i’m feeling like a million bucks
nah don’t try to switch it up, you be on that jerkin’ sh-t
i’m out where the ocean is chillin’ with my n-gga kid
better known as k.i.d
k!llin it seven days a week
i smoke alot of weed
my eyes is ch-nky like i’m j-panese
i do what the f-ck i want, you do what the f-ck you can
i be on some high sh-t don’t worry bout where the f-ck i am
i’m that eazy-e looking -ss n-gga with an att-tude
you gave kid some cudi and i’m higher than the man that’s on the moon
every beat i body it i been thru alot of sh-t but last place is somewhere i dont know how to get
[hook]
mc hammer flow can’t touch this
you can trust these b-tches but i never will
hit me up she tryna chill
(got some weed b-tch?)
what you got for me?
whatchu, whatchu got for me? (b-tch)
what you got for me b-tch?
whatchu, whatchu got for me? (b-tch)
Random Lyrics
- hodgy – love melody lyrics
- prebby and 123andtotha4 – americakkka’s most wanted vs marshall mathers lp lyrics
- dread mar i – donde vive un sentimiento lyrics
- dizraeli – ketamine honey lyrics
- stan getz – it never entered my mind lyrics
- ceaze – mpo lyrics
- jan hegenberg – anonymous bitch lyrics
- sam kenney – before your eyes lyrics
- robb bank$ – heartbreaker (london) lyrics
- torreblanca – roma lyrics