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raiikold vega - “pockets talk loud” lyrics

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[intro]

yeah, b+tch, everybody out here lettin’ dumb sh+t breathe (yeah, b+tch!)
messin’ this sh+t up, f+ckin’ this sh+t up, just— (messy ass!)
yeah, n+gga, ayy (ayy, b+tch!)
uh, yeah (ohyeahitboy!)

[chorus]
stuffin’ fat+ass hundreds, pockets loud as f+ck (loud, b+tch!)
i got four pockets swollen, yours weak as f+ck (weak!)
i just bought some off the rack for a big+ass buck (big buck!)
p+ssy cappin’, that’s a whole goofy+ass duck, yeah (duck, ho!)
real sh+t, ain’t no fake in my rap, b+tch (facts!)
bad b+tch let me smack from the back, b+tch (smack, ho!)
she a bug, you can keep that annoying+ass gnat, b+tch (shoo!)
real young rich n+gga, yeah, i’m that, b+tch (i’m that!)

[verse]

blue+ass hundreds, pink+ass fifties in the bag (stuffed, b+tch!)
young n+gga got the blues but i ain’t sad, b+tch (never!)
skipped school, hatеd sittin’ in a class, b+tch (f+ck class!)
sippin’ juice got me glitchin’, goofy+ass laugh, b+tch (ha!)
d+mn, lil’ shawty look good but she bad, b+tch (finе!)
showed these n+ggas love — wish i never did that sh+t, b+tch (regret!)
told lil’ shawty, “i’m a dog off the leash,” b+tch (woof!)
i’m yellin’ “moneyy,” my team yellin’ “cashh,” b+tch (cashh!)
shoutout to my dentist got me screamin’ “racks,” b+tch (glee!)
your b+tch gon’ let me hit it for the free, b+tch (freebie!)
like a d+mn hurricane i’m blowin’ down these trees, b+tch (wind!)
take a n+gga main, put her right on her knees, b+tch (down!)
higher than a plane, smokin’ out the p, b+tch (up!)
kissin’ mary jane, can’t breathe, but it’s sweet, b+tch (gas!)
make her give me brain before i tell her she can leave, b+tch (bye!)
she ain’t even know i had a trick in my sleeve, b+tch (surprise!)
i been grindin’, still standin’ on my biz, b+tch (ten toes!)
i’ma keep it real, tell ’em what the f+ck it is, b+tch (truth!)
she want me to trick on her — that’s kid sh+t, b+tch (grow up!)
tricks for kids, b+tch, ain’t no trickin’ in my crib, b+tch (facts!)
all these rhymes off the head, no pen, b+tch (freestyle!)
last night i was geeked up heavy off the meds, b+tch (high!)
woke up this morning with two baddies in the bed, b+tch (what!?)
kicked ’em both out, then i ran and chased bread, b+tch (go!)
[chorus]
stuffin’ fat+ass hundreds, pockets loud as f+ck (loud!)
i got four pockets swollen, yours weak as f+ck, b+tch (weak!)
i just bought some off the rack for a big+ass buck (spend it!)
p+ssy cappin’, that’s a whole goofy+ass duck, b+tch (quack!)
real sh+t, ain’t no fake in my rap, b+tch (never!)
bad b+tch let me smack from the back, b+tch (smack!)
she a bug, you can keep that annoying+ass gnat, b+tch (shoo!)
real young rich n+gga, yeah, i’m that, b+tch (that!)

[outro]
blue+ass hundreds, pink+ass fifties in the bag, b+tch (bag!)
yeah, n+gga (yeah n+gga!)
young n+gga got the blues but i ain’t sad, b+tch (never sad!)
n+gga, gang, yeah (gang!)
uh (yeah!)
gang, gang, gang, gang (gang!)



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