Talk To Me — текст песни (Foxy Brown f Pretty Boy)

[Pretty Boy]
Yo, tell Foxy to hold all that down
Aight, hold on

[Foxy]
Uhh, that`s cool
First bitch, what

[Foxy Brown]
There ya`ll bitches go, straight yappin` again
Oh the TV show fucked up, got you rappin` again
Ya`ll bitches is scared now, got you rhymin` from the heart now
Been talkin` shit, what the fuck you wanna start now
Mad cause he Pretty
Seent ya fruity ass straight starin` at my titties
Spendin` chips to get me, who me!
Strickly dickly, fucks wit` no chicks
Only the thuggest cats, with the, stiffest dicks
Picture this, ya`ll broke bitches wanna see me diss ya`ll
Just to get ya`ll rich, never
It`s simple shit, this little navigator
Litte high heeled gators, be gettin` you sick
What the fuck is this
Ain`t ya`ll bitches supposed to be CEO`s, and actresses, whoa
See this dough, this bomb ass face in this
Pretty roll in this, heavy dough
Don`t ya`ll chicks know, I inherit from the best
My nigga Jay, so you feelin` the rest
Bnnie and Clyde, bitch!
You don`t worry bout this, he like this
The way the shit mines, just look at your wrist
Why is she even trippin` off this hallf ass shit
We rockin` stadiums, splittin` half that shit
He like, huh, here go the keys, go flash that shit
Matter fact, take this birck, and go stash that shit
That`s right, I`m bare foot
On the stage with the look
Now you clones, dick ridin` my throne
I`ma let ya`ll hoes know, for the first and last time
I`m on that Brooklyn shit, and I`m takin` what`s mine
Yeah, now you made, ain`t no royalties left?
Hah, I`ll show you royalty
Dead on your royalty, uhh
I`ma stay talkin` about gettin` proper
Yeah, bitch, I said it
I`ma dress dress royal
Talk to me...