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Shit Talkin' Video (MV)




Performed By: PT
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Paul Thames




PT - Shit Talkin' Lyrics
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Ayy, I be shit-talkin'
It don't really take much to get this Sig Barkin'
Pay 200 for them Jordans, nigga, but you still walkin'
Free my nigga out the can, he be whip-parkin'
Ayy, I'm a big target
Light-skinned, but my soul really is darkness
40 shells put a hole in your bitch garments
Nigga, you are not a thug, you are just a artist
Huh
Ayy, I gotta play it smart
I ain't f*ckin' on this bitch unless she play her part
Put a hundred thousand in my pocket if you want my heart
If them niggas catch me, she won't hesitate to let it spark
Huh
You niggas in the way
I'm tryna f*ck a nigga mama to some Marvin Gaye
Crazy how she love me even though a nigga far away
I was 18, I had to pass it like I'm Hardaway
Gave it to her deep, she tried to take a nigga heart away
Suck it till I'm soft, I think she tryna take the hard away
I never had it easy, baby girl, I took the harder way
F*ck the first class, I need a jet, I'll take the charter way
Ayy, that shit funny how they say I look like Curry
Probably why I keep a 30, nigga, I ain't never worried
Thick bitch, hella curvy, kill the pussy, leave it buried
Not guilty, like I'm pleadin' to the judge and the jury
Ayy, ayy, I make music for the pretty hoes
She got dollars in her bag, I told her, give me those
Freaky with a bitch, I'm nasty, but I ain't lickin' toes
Drop a bag on me, baby girl, I need my dental froze
Ayy, this is not a movie
The guns that my niggas got, you see on Call of Duty
I ain't pressin' for no coochie, she ain't tryna do me
Did my dance on Lil Baby, I be gettin' groovy
Huh
I got plugs down in Alabama
Color purple, what I'm smokin', got me coughin', asthma
Off this Henny, got me spinnin', it's a panorama
Every song a nigga get on, know I go bananas
Ayy, I be shit-talkin'
It don't really take much to get this Sig Barkin'
Pay 200 for them Jordans, nigga, but you still walkin'
Free my nigga out the can, he be whip-parkin'
Free my nigga out the can, he be whip-parkin'
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Ayy, I be shit-talkin'
It don't really take much to get this Sig Barkin'
Pay 200 for them Jordans, nigga, but you still walkin'
Free my nigga out the can, he be whip-parkin'
Ayy, I'm a big target
Light-skinned, but my soul really is darkness
40 shells put a hole in your bitch garments
Nigga, you are not a thug, you are just a artist
Huh
Ayy, I gotta play it smart
I ain't f*ckin' on this bitch unless she play her part
Put a hundred thousand in my pocket if you want my heart
If them niggas catch me, she won't hesitate to let it spark
Huh
You niggas in the way
I'm tryna f*ck a nigga mama to some Marvin Gaye
Crazy how she love me even though a nigga far away
I was 18, I had to pass it like I'm Hardaway
Gave it to her deep, she tried to take a nigga heart away
Suck it till I'm soft, I think she tryna take the hard away
I never had it easy, baby girl, I took the harder way
F*ck the first class, I need a jet, I'll take the charter way
Ayy, that shit funny how they say I look like Curry
Probably why I keep a 30, nigga, I ain't never worried
Thick bitch, hella curvy, kill the pussy, leave it buried
Not guilty, like I'm pleadin' to the judge and the jury
Ayy, ayy, I make music for the pretty hoes
She got dollars in her bag, I told her, give me those
Freaky with a bitch, I'm nasty, but I ain't lickin' toes
Drop a bag on me, baby girl, I need my dental froze
Ayy, this is not a movie
The guns that my niggas got, you see on Call of Duty
I ain't pressin' for no coochie, she ain't tryna do me
Did my dance on Lil Baby, I be gettin' groovy
Huh
I got plugs down in Alabama
Color purple, what I'm smokin', got me coughin', asthma
Off this Henny, got me spinnin', it's a panorama
Every song a nigga get on, know I go bananas
Ayy, I be shit-talkin'
It don't really take much to get this Sig Barkin'
Pay 200 for them Jordans, nigga, but you still walkin'
Free my nigga out the can, he be whip-parkin'
Free my nigga out the can, he be whip-parkin'
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Writer: Paul Thames
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