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talk 2 me - tec lyrics

[intro]
(i told ’em pj got them tracks)
look

[verse 1]
wassup, lil’ momma got some sh*t, i wanna run by you
see you here alone and i figure, i should come by
being blunt don’t need a lighter girl, you’re hotter than a bonfire
vision of me pitching d*ck, while you screaming out like an umpire
saying i’m doing too much to be our first
converse, but close mouths don’t get fed, and you looking like dessert
hungry for you, ain’t thirsty, i don’t really, like the flirt
coming on strong, don’t take it personal, i know, you know your worth
heavy on that, i’m glad you know
but i hope you know i’m worth it
i could bless you like we standing in the church, yeah
i can buy you anything, you tryna purchase
make you feel so alive, but that p*ssy i’ma murk it

[chorus]
make it talk to me (talk to me, talk to me, make that p*ssy talk to me)
when i’m in that p*ssy can i talk to you? (talk to me, talk to me, make that p*ssy talk to me)
bae i’m just tryna talk you through
make it talk to me (talk to me, talk to me, make that p*ssy talk to me)
when i’m in that p*ssy can i talk to you? (talk to me, talk to me, make that p*ssy talk to me)
bae i’m just tryna talk you through
[verse 2]
switch it turn the beat up, n*gga, let’s go
she gone get me litty, i’m like ooh*woah
shawty go get me stacks of ones, i need 50 mo’ (you make that ass go)
dumb them dollar hit the flo’
none of my b*tches broke
rather be ’round b*tches p*ssy n*gga, i can’t stand to be round
they character start acting weird, when the camera’s be round
i’m nationwide, baby, hoes be demanding me now
i’m so high, baby, you look like an ant to me now
that lil’ p*ssy outstanding, pull them panties down
that sh*t water, like my wrist, i’ma ice you out
make you nut all on that d*ck till tappin’ out
pow*pow use to call me manish, i understand it now
me, frank and reagan, we was thugging on that spanish town
abandoned church with hammer’s out down street from greg house
i swear that sh*t f*ck with my head, that he dead now
free c london out the feds, he finna head out
yeah, dog n*gga laid ’round there, tryna play round here
like, he was finna draw his leg put that, yeah, oh him
n*gga be too gangsta for they self, i call that scared
business put out that reggie
you ain’t smoke on no dead n*ggas
hoe get out my dm, if you ain’t trying to f*ck me and b*tch
if i let you feast mommy, then you lucky, as a b*tch
got a diamond’s in my beanie pocket’s, full of dog sh*t
you showing up in that bikini, bae, your body flawless
[chorus]
now take it off and make it talk to me (make it talk to me, yeah, make it talk to me, make that lil’ p*ssy talk to me)
baby, take it off and make it talk to me (make it talk to me, make it talk to me, make it talk to me)

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
baby, take it off and make it talk to me

- tec lyrics

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