(Talking) There's two things in the world I ain't never seen, know what I'm sayin'? A space ship and the bitch I need, ha, ya heard? New shit yo, you
future Hook: Man I feel like a runaway slave Can?t calm down Never gon behave My back to the wind My spirit in the sky I?m never giving in Middle finger
here ---v nameHey JT nameYeah nameWhy these dudes keep starin at us nameI dunno but Ima bout to find out wassup Be easy dont take it to rough Talk
of them got nothing on me aint got my style they aint got nothing on me nothing on me way i walk way i talk my swagga look around every dude wanna have
top cutie and her icon is a pic of her booty say she miss me and we see each other often don't call girl, let the finger do the talkin' what, she want
for gangsters But I'm a little too famous to shoot these pranksters All of these rap singers claimin' they bangers Doin' all sorts of twisted shit with they fingers
it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it I am Magnolia official, I played the Ave for years They talkin
(gucci) I'm on my way to see my po I ain't talkin bout probation office talkin bout my po partner just sent me 3 million dollars (what the fuck that
made a 50 pack i ran strait threw it got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk bitch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk im still
to hit it, you better let a nigga know Throw up your middle fingers if you killin' them other hoes See, I don't know why them hoes tell lies All that big talk
for us And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched 'Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits Is it the beat? Is it the rap Is it a finger
just send it back around [T.I] Your wrist and fingers glisten ice cold like Michigan eh look at what we living in here we go with this again I just keep on talking
't trust me. Shush girl, shut your lips. Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips. I said shush girl, shut your lips. Do the Helen Keller and talk
When I come up in the club, I'm talking mad shit, Come up in the club I'm 'bout to get my ass kicked, 'Cause I'm sippin' on some Gin, Sip, Sippin' on
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give with your pretty little buttons you a pretty little flower so when they talk money, baby tell em talk
the shit Go on throw it to the wall, baby somthing gonna give With your pretty little buttons you a pretty little flower So when they talk money, baby tell em talk
I hear my name I hear the trash you're talking In your sleep The secrets that you're keeping A chick, this smart Did you really think that you could keep
[Chorus] I dont wanna waste time talking to fella's who run up on me talking that bullshit instead I let them talk when my goons get hellish the ony way they talk