Watch the way I move cuz they gon' copy
Two perkys in my body baby girl im feelin cocky
F*ck around and grab the tommy
Thought you knew I had a raygun ian worried bout it
Oh he want a problem with the gang come hit the curb bout it
Oh he want a problem with the kid but won't say shit
Boy keep playin' with my top gon' make yo hoe swallow my dick
You ain't gotta say its up cause I already know what it is
Already took a piss on skeam lil boy don't make me take a shit
I said my defense like the Ravens boy don't make me send a blitz
Got no substance to the music these boys soft as baby shit
How the f*ck yo ass was broke but you was still turnt up bout ah bitch
And I was hittin the whole time but let's not talk about that shit
But let's talk about who I am I'm the greatest no debatin
Got the fleetwood sittin' on daytons V8 we skatin
I might hit all the achievements f*ck around and keep playin
There's a difference baby I'm just countin racks and they hatin
Some niggas can say I changed on them
Because I thought they was on the same shit I was on
But they not orrr they was on some shit that I wanted to be on
And when I got on that shit I got on it and surpassed em
Too trim two sticks I do not give two shits
Bout a bitch who only on my dick for the blue strips
I said two blicks two clips barkin like it's two pitts
Ya mama wants you round so please don't get bit by this big shit
I'm a drop out still rock out I'm dangerous with this pipe
And I just got your Lo so please don't go to sleep tonight
Let me find out you gon' run your move ill really take ya life
How the f*ck you go from dog to snake you know that shit ain't right
How the f*ck you go from touchin weight to workin' with the Jakes
Yeah I like my compact shit but I'm still known to keep ah K
Feel like I'm married to the money shoutout the bankroll that's my bae
I told the bitch to call me chubs because I'm ridin' round with the Drake
She gon' do her thing with the gang for some cheap shit
Cena with the end of my run cause you won't see it
Michael Jackson with the fine shit baby girl I bet I beat it
I just got done with the show now she like baby let me eat it
B.C RAY - Just Talkin Lyrics
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Watch the way I move cuz they gon' copy
Two perkys in my body baby girl im feelin cocky
F*ck around and grab the tommy
Thought you knew I had a raygun ian worried bout it
Oh he want a problem with the gang come hit the curb bout it
Oh he want a problem with the kid but won't say shit
Boy keep playin' with my top gon' make yo hoe swallow my dick
You ain't gotta say its up cause I already know what it is
Already took a piss on skeam lil boy don't make me take a shit
I said my defense like the Ravens boy don't make me send a blitz
Got no substance to the music these boys soft as baby shit
How the f*ck yo ass was broke but you was still turnt up bout ah bitch
And I was hittin the whole time but let's not talk about that shit
But let's talk about who I am I'm the greatest no debatin
Got the fleetwood sittin' on daytons V8 we skatin
I might hit all the achievements f*ck around and keep playin
There's a difference baby I'm just countin racks and they hatin
Some niggas can say I changed on them
Because I thought they was on the same shit I was on
But they not orrr they was on some shit that I wanted to be on
And when I got on that shit I got on it and surpassed em
Too trim two sticks I do not give two shits
Bout a bitch who only on my dick for the blue strips
I said two blicks two clips barkin like it's two pitts
Ya mama wants you round so please don't get bit by this big shit
I'm a drop out still rock out I'm dangerous with this pipe
And I just got your Lo so please don't go to sleep tonight
Let me find out you gon' run your move ill really take ya life
How the f*ck you go from dog to snake you know that shit ain't right
How the f*ck you go from touchin weight to workin' with the Jakes
Yeah I like my compact shit but I'm still known to keep ah K
Feel like I'm married to the money shoutout the bankroll that's my bae
I told the bitch to call me chubs because I'm ridin' round with the Drake
She gon' do her thing with the gang for some cheap shit
Cena with the end of my run cause you won't see it
Michael Jackson with the fine shit baby girl I bet I beat it
I just got done with the show now she like baby let me eat it
Two perkys in my body baby girl im feelin cocky
F*ck around and grab the tommy
Thought you knew I had a raygun ian worried bout it
Oh he want a problem with the gang come hit the curb bout it
Oh he want a problem with the kid but won't say shit
Boy keep playin' with my top gon' make yo hoe swallow my dick
You ain't gotta say its up cause I already know what it is
Already took a piss on skeam lil boy don't make me take a shit
I said my defense like the Ravens boy don't make me send a blitz
Got no substance to the music these boys soft as baby shit
How the f*ck yo ass was broke but you was still turnt up bout ah bitch
And I was hittin the whole time but let's not talk about that shit
But let's talk about who I am I'm the greatest no debatin
Got the fleetwood sittin' on daytons V8 we skatin
I might hit all the achievements f*ck around and keep playin
There's a difference baby I'm just countin racks and they hatin
Some niggas can say I changed on them
Because I thought they was on the same shit I was on
But they not orrr they was on some shit that I wanted to be on
And when I got on that shit I got on it and surpassed em
Too trim two sticks I do not give two shits
Bout a bitch who only on my dick for the blue strips
I said two blicks two clips barkin like it's two pitts
Ya mama wants you round so please don't get bit by this big shit
I'm a drop out still rock out I'm dangerous with this pipe
And I just got your Lo so please don't go to sleep tonight
Let me find out you gon' run your move ill really take ya life
How the f*ck you go from dog to snake you know that shit ain't right
How the f*ck you go from touchin weight to workin' with the Jakes
Yeah I like my compact shit but I'm still known to keep ah K
Feel like I'm married to the money shoutout the bankroll that's my bae
I told the bitch to call me chubs because I'm ridin' round with the Drake
She gon' do her thing with the gang for some cheap shit
Cena with the end of my run cause you won't see it
Michael Jackson with the fine shit baby girl I bet I beat it
I just got done with the show now she like baby let me eat it
Writer: Robbie Slagle
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