Lee T - Talk to Me Nice / Fargo Season lyrics

Talk to Me Nice [Hook] Talk to me nice, set the mood off in here Still downtown, whole crew's up in here All the dogs with me, make it hard just to move up in here Like is it the right time, baby? [Verse] This is the right time Pour up the white wine All of these bands on me Like it's a lifeline Givenchy for all of my n***as We pull up in slippers, in nighttime f**in' b**hes in the white robes Let me know that it's the right time All my n***as, they be reppin' it Red bottom when I step in it n***as with me, gotta let 'em in Sos with me, that's the definite Nyce with me, that's a definite Now you met up with the dogs Gotta f** 'em all 'fore you meet the President Walked in, all cleaned up Man whole clique on bust down Walked in, got 2 "W"s Now I look like touchdown Pulled up in the I8 With a shirt sayin', "Why hate?" n***as talkin' Imma violate b**h I'm f**in' up the tristate Uh, Givenchy for all of my n***as 2017, we ain't leavin' a cent on the table For all of you n***as Be comin' for all of the figures I'm f**in' all of you b**hes Don't even call em your b**hes And baby, I'm all in Givenchy [Hook] Talk to me nice, set the mood off in here Still downtown, whole crew's up in here All the dogs with me, make it hard just to move up in here Like is it the right time, baby? Fargo Season [Intro] Fargo...Estevan Fargo S.T.E Hahaha Yeah... Fargo S.T.E [Verse 1] Yeah, I heard word around town is I'm poppin' now Bad b**h recline my seat before she top me down Just invested in two choppers and they on me now b**h all you hear was 'grr grr' when I'm hoppin' out Put them b**hes in a Range Rove' Hit a mission with my n***as then I change clothes n***as runnin' for that paper like Usain Bolt You hit my b**h I f** your girl, that's how the game go You know how that sayin' go Girl, you know I'm poppin' off Give me head and make sure you make that sh** sloppy now If you with it you gon' meet me at the lobby now Say you not but girl I know that you are probably down Now what you talkin' 'bout? [Hook] What you talkin' 'bout? Never do we get in town but tonight feels right yeah What you talkin' 'bout? Never do we get in town but tonight feels [Bridge 1] Like the blue jays New Toronto b**h we ballin' on your blu-rays I've been mobbin' round the city for like two days Stashin' all this dirty money in a suit case, woah [Verse 2] Don't you know that we got plenty choppers Any b**h inside my kitchen cook like Betty Crocker n***as say that they gon' rob me b**h don't make me stop you Uncle Speedy, B.M.F., he down to let it drop you Hit G Weed on the cellphone Make that call from Compton they'll be out on Melrose Trained shooters and they down to touch the railroad And they down to do you colder than the hail snow, woah That sh** tell you that I'm poppin' now When I pull up in that Wraith, that ain't no talkin' now Hater n***as talkin' payments but I bought it, wow Reason why we not pull up, them b**hes hoppin' out Now what you talkin' 'bout? [Hook] What you talkin' 'bout? Never do we get in town but tonight feels right yeah What you talkin' 'bout? Never do we get in town but tonight feels right yeah [Bridge 2] I'm rollin' downtown I feel so alone And this time I feel like I like it yeah I roll alone downtown And I like it yea [Verse 3] Word around my city is I'm popping now yeah b**h don't make no moves in here just top me down yeah You was talking sh** but now you riding dick you ain't slick Why I keep a couple HO, HO's like I'm Saint Nick I just got the benzo back you n***as outta luck doh You say that's your main girl, then why she tryna f** for My chain on scammer, big T Montana Withdraw like [?], my b**h on Pamela Came through on a hot block with the top drop and the diamonds Stain blue on the hot block in a drop top and I'm shining Pocket rocket on me if a n***a wanna creep up on me with recliner Staring in my rear-view if a n***a tryna creep up from behind me Certain n***as tryna text me Play dem n***as like a base flute All you n***as is some waste yutes Boy I will come and erase you Looking like I'm in the city slapping, co*king, clicking up like [I'm ?] If he treat the forty-fifth it split him out and singing to me like Selena [Outro] Oh no don't approach me Cause I got that thing on me, and this sh** loaded Hope you f** n***as get shot out all your sneakers Got some real n***as they watching from the bleachers And you know my shooters don't come in no Ubers Cause they can't hop back inside when they shoot ya' That's word to Hollywood soldiers I mean you know what kind of sauce this is when you smell it baby