Talkin Bout Nothing lyrics

[Big K.R.I.T.]
Ever since I was a young'n, up in my grandmomma house
Watchin "The Mack", recitin it back, like, "Boy, whatchu talkin 'bout?"
Droppin a switch, hittin a lick, tryna get rich, off in this b*tch
Droppin my top, I'm poppin my trunk, I'm whippin my wheel like I'm whippin my grits
These n*ggas ain't sh*t, these n*ggas ain't real, these n*ggas is frauds
Most these haters been cuffin, crushin, lovin all on they broads
So I pull up car, slam a do', break a hoe, down
Run her throat 'til it's sore, pass that hoe 'round
They say, "Hold up.. Damn K.R.I.T. that's f*cked up!," I know it
They say, "Hold up.. Damn, K.R.I.T. let's po' up," I fo' it
I-I-I, I'm feelin good, feelin great, how are you?
So much bass when I pop my tape, cain't feel my face, can you feel yours too?
I +Got This+ here, I +Got This+ here, might have to chop that up
Her pus*y wet, she swab the di*k, might have to mop that up
She say, "What's haapnin? I'm tryna f*ck", might have to prop that up
Bop that up, c*ck that up, don't act all shocked, b*tch slop that up

[Chorus]
I-I-I need that... I want that...
I'm 'bout that... what's haapnin?
I seen that... I bought that...
I own that... I'm snappin
Y'all n*ggas ain't talkin bout nothing!
(Not a thang, not a-not a thang, hoe)
Y'all n*ggas ain't talkin bout nothing!
(Not a thang, not a-not a thang, hoe)
Y'all n*ggas ain't talkin bout nothing!
(Not a thang, not a-not a thang, hoe)
Y'all n*ggas ain't talkin bout nothing
That I cain't do, that you done done that I ain't did