Talkin About It Lyrics By Lil Wayne
Yeah, yeah, okay
Came in the game as a youngin'
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
**** poppin' shit
Always talkin' 'bout something
See ya ass in public, it's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they just talkin' 'bout it
They just talkin' 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See, where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it, okay
Uh, it's Weezy baby, like the last shit
A big car and a bad bitch
Uh, I'm so fly I need my ass kicked
These **** balling by accident
Keep talkin' **** fuck up ya body
Send ya home and tell ya mom is was an accident
Uh, I'm a G till the casket
Drop on my glasses
Uh, fast money, I'm the fastest
I got that hustler's passion, you know
Them boys back at the ass end
I'm at the bank tryna cash in, okay
Came in the game as a youngin'
Sign with cash money
Pocket full of money
**** popping shit
Always talking bout something
See ya ass in public, it's a whole 'nother subject
Man they just talking bout it
They just talking bout it
And i'm on the streets with it
And i'm on the streets with it
See where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it, want it
We come and see about it
Okay, there's been a murder
Bitch I make a killing
Insurance papers in a safe
Money in the ceiling
I got a pillowcase full of pistols
Come through a **** house and aim at the pillows
Huh, yeah, wake up, wake up
Fucking with them boys you could wake up taped up, ya dig
Now go on and drink that lake up
Stick em in the trunk and let em feel that bass pump
These **** is nuts
Man that M-14 leave you physically fucked
These **** is ducks
And you can call me Scrooge cause I'm swimming in bucks, bitch
Came in the game as a youngin'
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
**** poppin' shit
Always talkin' 'bout something
See ya ass in public, it's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they just talkin' 'bout it
They just talkin' 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it, okay
Yeah, yeah, too hot, too cold
I'm, I'm red hot, blue cold
Yeah, I knock your melon out your fruit bowl
All my guns black, I got true soul
Yeah, and I call my coupe a black panther
Blah, blah, blah
That's the gat anthem
And if a **** play with family, for that matter
I'ma smoke so many **** I'ma catch cancer
Yeah, and if I step up out this Benzo
You know I'm coming with a gun like a Nintendo
They soft, them **** falling when the wind blow
And I'm rollin' up my window, fuck 'em
Came in the game as a youngin'
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
**** poppin' shit
Always talkin' 'bout something
See ya ass in public, it's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they just talkin' 'bout it
They just talkin' 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it, okay
