Talk That sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Ey yo Enry turn that sh*t fool
Keo
Ey
What up b*tches up man?
Yo

[Verse 1: Kidd Keo]
I'm Keo, I'm a little bit crazy (oh god)
This b*tches wanna trap me (trap me), they wanna taste me
She said I'm Kidd and her boyfriend gon' hate me (oh god)
I f*cked 3 times and my di*k gon' lazy (oh god)
She call me papi di*k, now I came from Spain (what?)
So drunk now, that my di*k don't wanna came (haha)
She turn so crazy, she sniff in DJ
Now she wanna kill me so I gotta run away (pff pff pff, pff)
Oh my god yo no hablo inglés
I just licked what is between her legs (pff)
I don't like people, but ye I like sex (f*ck her)
I don't keep a girl, better bring me the next (boom)
Tamo' flexeando, y yo contando
Yo ando facturando dos kilos en el bando (pip)
Tu estas muerto de hambre te veo flaco
Yo ando en la nube yo ni siquiera ando (ando)
Tengo la polla como el negro de Whatsapp
A tu paya que me tira por el Whatsapp
A ella le gusta mi wasa wasa (haha)
Lassie, Lassie pero que sea de raza (grr)
[Hook: Kidd Keo & Chromazz]
Tu estas frito de mi
That's why you been talking that sh*t
So you mad, 'cause there's no hoes like me
Tu ere' tu, you gon' never be like me

Chromin on this b*tches, and we f*ck it up
Keo in this b*tch and he f*ckin' sl*tts
You know we getting rich ye, they wanna be like us
Trrra, that's the sh*t I won't discuss

Talk that sh*t, talk that sh*t
Talk that sh*t, talk that sh*t
I'ma pop that sh*t, pop that sh*t
I'ma pop that n*gga, pop that b*tch

Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra

[Verse: Chromazz]
I make money every night, no questions ask (nah)
'Cause when I come throught, I'm coming from the back
'Cause when I come throught, ye I'm coming to spend (hommie)
Haaa, broke b*tches mad (mad)
Wassup b*tches, never faced a queen? (nah?)
'Cause b*tch I feel amazin' and you feelin in between (ha!)
Hating 'cause we flex
But all you do is pree
You can get it too but you know that ain't your scene (nah)
You ain't 'bout the cheese
If ain't numbers, then b*tch i'm not intrigued
Been up on my dollars, so you know I tap machines
Rrrrraa, and then I'm overseas
Rrrrraa, n*ggas b*tches get for breeze
Wooh, You don't wanna f*ck with me
Eso es la cosa 'cause I'm not feeling wise
Y si tu quiere plomo [?] today (today)
Tengo mi pistola, ye I'm taking .38 (yah)
And your n*gga wanna piece
Yeah he want that Chromin wave
Mmmm, now he movin' like a slave
Mmmm, now he movin' like my slave
[Hook: Kidd Keo & Chromazz]
Tu estas frito de mi
That's why you been talking that sh*t
So you mad, 'cause there's no hoes like me
Tu ere' tu, you gon' never be like me (no boy)

Chromin on this b*tches, and we f*ck it up
Keo in this b*tch and he f*ckin' sl*tts
You know we getting rich ye, they wanna be like us
Trrra, that's the sh*t I won't discuss

Talk that sh*t, talk that sh*t
Talk that sh*t, talk that sh*t
I'ma pop that sh*t, pop that sh*t
I'ma pop that n*gga, pop that b*tch

Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra

[Outro: Chromazz]
DBT!
Chromazz in this b*tch
Huh? huh? huuh?