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lirik lagu talk shit – dee watkins

yeah

this sh*t too hard

hah

[verse 1: dee watkins]
uh, dancin’, yeah, my diamonds they be prancin’
i’ma a hood n*gga, baby, ain’t romantic
i be out in florida with finessin’ and scammin’
goin’ hard ’til i put my momma in a mansion

two bad b*tches at the same d*mn time, uh
you ain’t talkin’ money, don’t bang my line, ah
f*ck her from the back, i be breaking her spine
they gon’ pay me what you owe me, don’t care if it’s a dime

i got n*ggas in that dog cage, uh
threw my n*ggas out the cell block, yuh
we was trappin’ in the hallways, uh
never listen ‘cuz my hair high, are you tellin’ me

you’re proud of me, you the same n*gga doubted me
now you tryna come around the tea
why you watchin’ me? on the grass she be blockin’ me
in real life, she wanna swallow me, but i’m a

[chorus: dee watkins]
hood n*gga, but i’m on my boss sh*t
running up the bands like a n*gga doin’ crossfit
and my b*tch real bad, so she talk sh*t
i’m a boss n*gga, so you know i need a boss b*tch

yuh, hood n*gga, but i’m on that boss sh*t
running up the bands like a n*gga doin’ crossfit
and my b*tch real bad, so she talk sh*t
i’m a boss n*gga, so you know i need a boss b*tch (listen)

[tai boujie]
gucci, louis, prada, n*gga, spoil me on some boss sh*t
straight from out them trenches, but i’m nothin’ less than raw, b*tch
i got my cash, so f*ck your bag, i’ma talk sh*t
red sporty b*tch, but my name ain’t robin

fine eye, b*tch, super bad, but she picky
broke n*ggas make me sick, ugh, don’t come near me
i ain’t talkin’ fightin’, but it’s hard for you to hit me
i’m a boss b*tch, i need a boss n*gga with me, b*tch

yuh, hood n*gga, but i’m on that boss sh*t
running up the bands like a n*gga doin’ crossfit
and my b*tch real bad, so she talk sh*t
i’m a boss n*gga, so you know i need a boss b*tch

- dee watkins

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