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Talk & Act (Plugg)
by DDB
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(Go Dummy Kyle)
Bottles at the club pour up, I'm drunk
Ion want to drink, so I roll up some skunk
I'm in a Lam' no trunk in the front
I'm in a Lam' so the trunk in the back
Holdin' her close, so she sit on my lap
She like damn,how you get me that
Prolly how I talk and act, give her some money, she come correct
He is an actor, whole life an act
He work at Lids, whole life he cap
He won't buy you that, 4k spent on a double C bag
2k spent on some Cartier frames
Audi A5, switchin' and out lanes
FN 57 pointed at lames
Coulda bought a house, but I bought some chains
Bust down watch, so I hold up my wrist
8th rolled up in a Backwood spliff
Call her Snow White, cause the lines she sniff
Dropin' these songs, all my shit's is hits
Feel like D Mitch all my shit hit
Walk in the party, say fuck, bought a list
Double cup Wok, I ain't sippin' on Tris
Shit ever happen, I'm off the grid
Don't got a hook and I don't got a bridge
Don't got a love and I don't got a wife
Bottom of the Drak' and it hold my knife
I'm gonna turn up all night
I'm gonna turn up all night
I'm gonna turn up all night
I just pulled up some Wok
I just pulled up some Wok
Diamonds dancing all on my watch
Diamonds dancing all on my watch
Remember days, pray I blow up
Remember days, pray I blow up
Now my feature 500 sum
Now my feature 500 sum
Gotta big watch so I'm feeling like Ben 10
Just wanna fuck, forgot to mention
Only bad hoes up in my section
Ugly ass hoe don't give me erection
Clock in my belt to break all the tension
Throwing a party only let them girls in
Her mind always on me
Only thing she think about is I met him
Freestyle shit, none of my shit written
Cartier's buff, don't worry about benches
This shit for the birds, face ass peon
Catching up plays, I'm feeling like Dion
He's my son, his ass is a peon
Uh, he's my son, his ass is a peon
Bottles at the club, pour up, I'm drunk
I don't wanna drink, so rolling up skunk
I'm the lamb, so the trunk in the front
I'm the lamb, no trunk in the back
Holding her close when she sit on my lap
She like, damn, how you get me like that
Probably how I talk and act
Probably how I talk and act
(Go Dummy Kyle)
Bottles at the club pour up, I'm drunk
Ion want to drink, so I roll up some skunk
I'm in a Lam' no trunk in the front
I'm in a Lam' so the trunk in the back
Holdin' her close, so she sit on my lap
She like damn,how you get me that
Prolly how I talk and act, give her some money, she come correct
He is an actor, whole life an act
He work at Lids, whole life he cap
He won't buy you that, 4k spent on a double C bag
2k spent on some Cartier frames
Audi A5, switchin' and out lanes
FN 57 pointed at lames
Coulda bought a house, but I bought some chains
Bust down watch, so I hold up my wrist
8th rolled up in a Backwood spliff
Call her Snow White, cause the lines she sniff
Dropin' these songs, all my shit's is hits
Feel like D Mitch all my shit hit
Walk in the party, say fuck, bought a list
Double cup Wok, I ain't sippin' on Tris
Shit ever happen, I'm off the grid
Don't got a hook and I don't got a bridge
Don't got a love and I don't got a wife
Bottom of the Drak' and it hold my knife
I'm gonna turn up all night
I'm gonna turn up all night
I'm gonna turn up all night
I just pulled up some Wok
I just pulled up some Wok
Diamonds dancing all on my watch
Diamonds dancing all on my watch
Remember days, pray I blow up
Remember days, pray I blow up
Now my feature 500 sum
Now my feature 500 sum
Gotta big watch so I'm feeling like Ben 10
Just wanna fuck, forgot to mention
Only bad hoes up in my section
Ugly ass hoe don't give me erection
Clock in my belt to break all the tension
Throwing a party only let them girls in
Her mind always on me
Only thing she think about is I met him
Freestyle shit, none of my shit written
Cartier's buff, don't worry about benches
This shit for the birds, face ass peon
Catching up plays, I'm feeling like Dion
He's my son, his ass is a peon
Uh, he's my son, his ass is a peon
Bottles at the club, pour up, I'm drunk
I don't wanna drink, so rolling up skunk
I'm the lamb, so the trunk in the front
I'm the lamb, no trunk in the back
Holding her close when she sit on my lap
She like, damn, how you get me like that
Probably how I talk and act
Probably how I talk and act
