Talk 2 Me lyrics

by

Wale


Talk to me Wale, you know we had to do it again bruh bruh
Talk to me [x5]

[Wale]
What up Bankhead
Hey lil momma, what's your name, I'm Wale but they call me great
PRPS cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace
No rims on my Benz-o, just tint ho and good endo
I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental
That mental, that brain power, my J rolled and that thing loud
That's OG, I OD, my hoes loud but I'm low-key
It's no drought were I be, b*tch no police, here's fire wings
That's five piece that's how I be, I'm proud of me I'm so G
I'm carry out with it, who are y'all kiddin'
n*gga, I live it can't get in my business, can't get with my b*tches
Can't get my lyrics, I dont give five sh*ts, come get with my skrilla
Killa I roller cheese blazed, high as f*ck and feelin' great
I thought I was out Atlanta, but God damn I'm outta space
b*tch no days off and I ain't got no breaks
And I don't take these b*tches out, I make pajama dates
Feed them to some convo and some wine, and take a condom break
If she don't fake, I work that pus*y out, like it was outta shape

[Refrain]
I get money then I’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow
I got money on my phone if you talkin have a convo
Throwin' hundreds then im gone you can't go to the places I go
When that money calls I holla back
Cause gettin to this dough is all I know
I holla back [x6]
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