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sha hef - talkin' bout lyrics

still sippin’ jug, f-ck is you talking ’bout
v’don on the beat

[verse 1]
break a brick down, karate style, miyagi style
catch me out in china with chynna, sipping on saki now
bad b-tches and good green, that’s beef and broccoli style
mav [?] when he skinny, that boy stocky now
n-gg-s can’t stop me, i’m c-cky, got on my super saiyan
game get sold and i told ’em cold as the himalayas
ask me why my last name hef, because i been a player
[?] time i wet n-gg-s up, n-gg- i been a sprayer
really ’bout that action, that clapper’ll take your apple off
20 p’s of sour and keys of that david h-sslehoff
if i go broke all a n-gg- need is a half of soft
all this d-mn codeine i drink, a n-gg- should never cough

[hook]
break it down, bag it up, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
spin around, shoot it up, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
yell it out, throw it up, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
let it off, air it out, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
break it down, bag it up, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
spin around, shoot it up, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
yell it out, throw it up, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
let it off, air it out, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
plug front you work and you dead him, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
n-gg- owe you chicken you wet him, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
k!ll one of us, we go get him, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout
blowing all this money i’m getting, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout

[verse 2]
we take shit, then take trips after we make flips
hit the kitchen and whip chickens just like some cake mix
polo’d down, already told you, don’t do no bape shit
money n-gg-s get the banana clip, on that ape shit
desperation cost be the separation by my estimation
i took every drug then i locked myself into desolation
now i defecate on the game, witness the decimation
old n-gg-s please move around, this is your expiration
i don’t milly rock but my glizzy pop on any block
my brown skin b-tch creep up on you just like the henny shot
hollow hit his hip, now he walking ’round with a diddy bop
dot driller and op k!ller, still f-ck a city cop

- sha hef lyrics

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