"Talk 2 Much" lyrics
Ah, pardon the interruption for this little smoke break It's Evil Empire
No love
Hoe talk too much
I never let none of them fuck niggas set skew my perception on us
You the one let them vipers get all in your head, bitch, can't no snake charm us
Bitch, I'm Adam and Eve, untouched
And all of my Eve's just get fucked and don't take no bites out of nothing
Talk 'bout 38, 26, 35
Bitch, all you do is lie
See it in your eyes
Fuck the nigga that's in your room
Fuck the nigga that's in your life
This shit forever mines
Oh, I told you plenty times, pussy ass hoe
I know I get money, hoe, fuck is you talking 'bout?
Straight up out the slaughterhouse
Fresh up out the [?] mouth
Push a Cayenne Porsche, I'll kiss the curb before you catch me making out
Nigga, Kaylee, Maya, Jayden, Sasha
Update the roster in the drought
And I'm still in abundance and angry
I never hated a bitch so much that I had to pack up and get a new hoe in Asia
Man, this shit crazy, how the fuck I'm more comfortable falling asleep when I'm next to a stranger?
It was never a fair situation
I was never the nigga you prayed for
Hoe, ask God, I'm way past savin', bitch
Talk too much
I never let none of them fuck niggas set skew my perception on us
You the one let them vipers get all in your head, bitch, can't no snake charm us
Bitch, I'm Adam and Eve, untouched
And all of my Eve's just get fucked and don't take no bites out of nothing
Talk 'bout 38, 26, 35
Bitch, all you do is lie
See it in your eyes
Fuck the nigga that's in your room
Fuck the nigga that's in your life
This shit forever mines
Oh, I told you plenty times, pussy ass hoe
Talk too much
Ain't no reason your fucking friend should have a thought 'bout us
Bitch, we made the agreement and you had breached it
You got me all fucked up
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout all fucked up
Bitch, I probably bite the cheese you gave it to her
Talk too much, pussy ass hoe
So dead, I don't want no friends
I don't want no relations, no contact, no plans
Lil' mama, no hands, call it a code red
I don't want no if's, no try again's and no and's
Hard on a bitch, cold blooded, like you ain't know how I bleed
Like I'm the nigga that gave you every trick got up your fuckin' sleeve
Bitch, I ain't here to give you grace and I ain't here to let you breathe
I got frost inside my veins, Heaven sakes, let it bleed
You are listening to Unhappy, album 31 - Side A
No love
Hoe talk too much
I never let none of them fuck niggas set skew my perception on us
You the one let them vipers get all in your head, bitch, can't no snake charm us
Bitch, I'm Adam and Eve, untouched
And all of my Eve's just get fucked and don't take no bites out of nothing
Talk 'bout 38, 26, 35
Bitch, all you do is lie
See it in your eyes
Fuck the nigga that's in your room
Fuck the nigga that's in your life
This shit forever mines
Oh, I told you plenty times, pussy ass hoe
I know I get money, hoe, fuck is you talking 'bout?
Straight up out the slaughterhouse
Fresh up out the [?] mouth
Push a Cayenne Porsche, I'll kiss the curb before you catch me making out
Nigga, Kaylee, Maya, Jayden, Sasha
Update the roster in the drought
And I'm still in abundance and angry
I never hated a bitch so much that I had to pack up and get a new hoe in Asia
Man, this shit crazy, how the fuck I'm more comfortable falling asleep when I'm next to a stranger?
It was never a fair situation
I was never the nigga you prayed for
Hoe, ask God, I'm way past savin', bitch
Talk too much
I never let none of them fuck niggas set skew my perception on us
You the one let them vipers get all in your head, bitch, can't no snake charm us
Bitch, I'm Adam and Eve, untouched
And all of my Eve's just get fucked and don't take no bites out of nothing
Talk 'bout 38, 26, 35
Bitch, all you do is lie
See it in your eyes
Fuck the nigga that's in your room
Fuck the nigga that's in your life
This shit forever mines
Oh, I told you plenty times, pussy ass hoe
Talk too much
Ain't no reason your fucking friend should have a thought 'bout us
Bitch, we made the agreement and you had breached it
You got me all fucked up
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout all fucked up
Bitch, I probably bite the cheese you gave it to her
Talk too much, pussy ass hoe
So dead, I don't want no friends
I don't want no relations, no contact, no plans
Lil' mama, no hands, call it a code red
I don't want no if's, no try again's and no and's
Hard on a bitch, cold blooded, like you ain't know how I bleed
Like I'm the nigga that gave you every trick got up your fuckin' sleeve
Bitch, I ain't here to give you grace and I ain't here to let you breathe
I got frost inside my veins, Heaven sakes, let it bleed
You are listening to Unhappy, album 31 - Side A
