tech n9ne - talk my shit lyrics
aight, let’s go!
[verse: tech n9ne]
today, woke up with her givin’ me toupée
my dude spray down her throat, she drink it like it was doucet
i do slay b+tches when i’m on goose and juice
hey, i get loose in a cooch play
’til it shoots, i’ma deuce trey
jersey, wordy, only your lady can serve me
not adverse, just her giving the fur preferably
without fur on the pur that for sure perturbed me
ski skirt when no verb is absurd, you heard me?
certain death is inevitable
when tech come and get at the flow
i’m fed up with yo’ punk ass
you don’t wanna see this big gun blast
i am fiending for cleaning
your house of demons i’m beaming
n+gga with that thing gonna be leaning
wanna bet on my team, what you meaning?
be washed and i pop off
we drop and a lot’s lost
she jocks these c+cks
wants us to be sobbed in hot sauce, n+gga
every lady wanna hug my d+ck
a lot of ’em already fought my b+tch
wanna give it to n9na to get in between her
look, mothaf+cka, let me talk my sh+t
let me talk my sh+t, and i talk my sh+t
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