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I don't know why these niggas fakin bitches talk fuck about me But it seems like hater wouldn't have a job without me Paprazzi snappin pictures while I'm parkin my V Why would I talk about you, when I could talk about me Ok let's talk about me, (talk about me) Go head & talk about me (talk about me) Paprazzi snappin pictures while I'm parkin my V Why would I talk about you, when I could talk about me Lola in the building, tell them fake bitches look out Know the body keep the chickens grillin like a cook out Instead of slappin bitches, throwin up a [?] I rather drop a album, do the movie, put the book out My wrist is glisten & sparklin I'm grippin riches & fortunes This bitch officially viscious, I'm sick I'm sniffin I'm coughin I hear the whispers & talking but it don't affect me I got my own [?] nail set, ya money don't impress me The hustlers & the ballers, even nerd niggas digg me Gotta lotta ass on me like the word mississippi If you see me in my vickies you'll say ain't a bitch could touch me Got a set up in the shotgun the way these niggas want me Cus my tits, ass, hips bad. You wish you had this swag Mean shoe, sick bag, plus I got a big ass Spent a couple dollars on this shit I got a gift wrapped When you see it, get mad. You can't take it? Bitch gag! Songtexte I don't know why these niggas fakin bitches talk fuck about me But it seems like hater wouldn't have a job without me Paprazzi snappin pictures while I'm parkin my V Why would I talk about you, when I could talk about me Ok let's talk about me, (talk about me) Go head & talk about me (talk about me) Paprazzi snappin pictures while I'm parkin my V Why would I talk about you, when I could talk about me Well my grill look like Kimora & My top come off like Russle If your wheels look like you on a Ferris wheel, you on yo hustle Hustle harder if you slackin' I hit bitches in the head They gon need water & a asprin I so on my shit I'm blaffin! Cause I clutch the Bourke or the Yves Saint prolly Ya bag game young, I need to see a ID Bitch eat ya vegtable cus we make brocolli And I don't get mad I get P.A.I.D Reppin straight from the district No hesitation I gets it I'm never fakin I'm with it These feathers weights in the buisness I left em way in the distance Best be paying attention, I'm educating you bitches Shorty from the hood, got the whole world present And If ya asking if I'm gon keep so 3rd yess. I know I got the haters sick but don't url yet I was only tryna told em I was dope girl fresh I don't know why these niggas fakin bitches talk fuck about me But it seems like hater wouldn't have a job without me Paprazzi snappin pictures while I'm parkin my V Why would I talk about you, when I could talk about me Ok let's talk about me, (talk about me) Go head & talk about me (talk about me) Paprazzi snappin pictures while I'm parkin my V Why would I talk about you, when I could talk about me [Katt William speaks...] Aus Songtexte Mania