Small Talk

Oh, we don't need no license

We don't need no, uh, we don't

Yeah, uh

First off, grind hard never work soft

Still a man, first thought

Ready when it hit the ceiling fan

Know my pen got the perks on it

First on it

Ready now, why I perch on it

Businessman wanna lurk on it

Busy, I'ma hit you first homie

Shit, wake up

Never seen nothin' this made up, uh

Never seen nothin' this major (whoo!)

Niggas and bitches gone pay up, uh

What's the bill like Cosby?

What the cost be to save something?

Uncle Sam slick robbed me

Niggas pullin' strings for the bass notes, get down

I hit them all with the freeze

With the hoes? Not impressed, we ain't bros

Where the loot? Run the go

Where the loot? Run the go

Where the loot? Run the go

Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it

Yeah, I don't wanna talk, just pay up

Hear a lot of shit, no fake ones

Hear a lot of shit, no fake love

Rinse my hands, yeah

Rinse my hands, don't play like that

Both rear's locked in, no brakes like that

Don't tempt my man, just break like that

Don't wait, jump in, just shake like that

Shit dump shit, let me shake like that

Shit weird, homie

I got something real for you, don't flake on me

Just deal with me, yeah

Give me the loot

Where the loot? Run it go

Where the loot? Run it go

Where the loot? Run it go

Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it

Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it

Talk cheap, cheap niggas, meak mumbles

Sound like you owe me some money

Long way, run around the main point

That sound like you owe me some money

Stumbling, st-st-stuttering

I don't do the muttering

Go yah, trick, yah, yah, yah, yah

Had to put some soldier in it, sis

Spring water in the coochie, baby

Eat healthy, shape my Wu-Tangs and Kahooties lately

So protected, I invest it, stop the conversatin'

Trim the fat, fat and blessings

Then express 'em and it's set up (bitch, it's set up)

Bitch, it's set up and I'm paid up

Work is barely even worth

No need check up, put a check-up

Just to wake up in the mornin'

Bitch, I'm spoiled and I'm poppin'

Call me "rude," bitch, beau regard

Put your money where your mouth is

Ho, or put it in a car (really?)

I ain't hit 'em all with the freeze

With the hoes? Not impressed, we ain't bros

Where the loot? Run it go

Where the loot? Run it go

Where the loot? Run it go

Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it

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You asked me to play murzik, I'm playing the murzik

You wanna talk over the murzik, you wanna talk?

We were just having a conversation

I'm playing the murzik for a reason