Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
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Talking all that shit
I got that toilet paper toilet paper toilet paper roll
I got that boo boo stank nasty ass that I just can't control
I got this shit on deck and the door slammed closed so just
Let me flush this toilet and I'll show you where it goes.
I got the mazaradi sweeping through the street I'm a killer
Got that zombie ass step like I'm walking through thriller
I don't don't rip out the bong I make the bong roar
And when I walk up in this room well you better hit the floor
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking blah blah blah blah blah
Sitting on my stack lookin' like a million bucks
I'm feeling like money and I don't give a fuck
Like a vulture in the desert I feed on the poor
and I'll take out your girlfriend and convert her to a whore
Like a doctor's appointment I'll make her say ah
With one plain swoop I'll take off her bra
When she fucks with me she already knows I'll take
Her to my house and show her where it goes
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
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Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit
Talking all that shit