Future Brown - Talkin Bandz lyrics

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Future Brown - Talkin Bandz lyrics

[Hook x2:] I be talkin bandz, I be talkin bandz If you ain't talkin' money, ain't make business me I be talkin bandz, I be talkin bandz 20.000 dollas in my robbins, man [Verse 1 - Shawnna:] Look, I stay smokin' on that loud sh**, loud pack, that loudness I'm out this b**h stuntin' mainly on yo chick Don't like none of this, f** with this You will need your bucket list Trust me, I'm not the b**h you thought Wasn't gon' bust this sh** Bang bang on these beat hoes Throwin' money like fritos You mad cause he chose and I'm stuntin' chips like fritos Burritos, I'm in heathrow Gin and juice and my feet cold Six inch in em heels got that strap on em And when the beat go Ye ain't nothin' like me, hoe Asian girl, I call 'er mihoe Big money, she a bad b**h Keep she sum' and give me mo' p**y wetter than nemo Money longer than the sea flow She mad cause she sellin' them sea shells on the sea shore See, hoe, I'm not like that otha sh** Don't compare me to no otha b**h My wrist game like bu*ter whips So please get off my mothership Cause I'm high, don't know when I might come down n***as in my clique move like they the feds Cause ya neva know when they might come down n***a [Hook x2:] I be talkin bandz, I be talkin bandz If you ain't talkin' money, ain't make business me I be talkin bandz, I be talkin bandz 20.000 dollas in my robbins, man [Verse 2 - Shawnna:] Uh, shawnna, look, it's hershe 2 with these f** hoes No tappin' these f** hoes Shawty got that good dick, me don't even let p**y inside those We a1 and they rocked up, long money, he stacked up Two robbers got one bentley, one aston martin needs backed up And I'm pullin' up in that loose sh** Got a new neck, got a new wrist And y'all n***as gon' have much Y'all knew this and that's ludacris I got an iced out crucifix Fans out in budapest I don't speak that language, but they say it mean, you the best Like who the b, you the best! k** the beat and I do the rest That loud movement all through my chest The opportunity blast, shoot and fetch And I've been rich since childhood And I still sip that wild wood Hoe tryin' to get next-imated Like damn, ya breeze, I'm like y'all good Rich b**hes in the yawl hood, y'all ain't boomin', n***a Y'all should, layn out on that white sip, that dark tint'll be all good I'm gettin' money the long way, f** you and what y'all sayn Y'all hate but I'm gettin' money All night, all day [Hook x2:] I be talkin bandz, I be talkin bandz If you ain't talkin' money, ain't make business me I be talkin bandz, I be talkin bandz 20.000 dollas in my robbins, man