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A the Kidd - Sweet Talker (feat. Fuego Don) Lyrics



A the Kidd - Sweet Talker (feat. Fuego Don) Lyrics




Mmm, yeah

You been tryna get in on the plot to the bread bitch
I ain't even tryna go and talk, I need head bitch
Tol' her I'ma hit her, we gon' meet up around seven
I'ma sweet talk her just to get her in my bed quick
Southside bitch from the mothaf*ckin' ghetto
I've been in my ways, she tryna get all in my head though
I've been gettin' dough
I've been gettin' dough
Why you tryna make me fall, bitch you a rental

I know she be talkin' to her friends I hear the gossip
She ain't really tryna get in shit unless I got some
She ain't really tryna goto shit unless she pop some
I ain't wit her shit, bitch you a dub and I'ma drop ya
In and out of love, these bitches really got me fed up
Used to be depressed, I found it hard to keep my head up
Had to get up, had to get up
Nowadays I'm bustin' for the bread, I f*ck a check up
I'm like wait, pour the four, of some wok, up that shit I'm leanin'
Pour the double cup I got it bleedin'
She been really f*ckin' wit a demon, we been
On and off, you change up like a season
Heart been on my chain the way its freezin', keys in
Hop inside the whip and I be leavin'
Hop inside the whip and I be

A nigga grew up off the crumbs, so I've been chasin' after bread I gotta run (Run)
I know she peepin' how the young nigga stunt (Stunt)
I've been too much dope it fill my lungs (Fill my lungs)
I done got up out the mud without no Timbs (No Timbs)
Big bankroll gotta twin (Gotta twin)
I've been breakin' necks when I step in (Yeah)
I don't gotta tot my baby got a weapon (Yeah)
Every minute count I cannot wait a second (Yeah)
Coupe come composed, man this shit could get hectic (Get hectic)
She wanna kick it, nigga I ain't talkin' Tekken (No Tekken)
She wanna make a movie, nigga I ain't talkin' Netflix (No Netflix)
Fear God, nigga better fear this Wesson (This Wesson)
Wait, woah, huh (Woah)
I just poured some four of this wok, I'm leanin' (Leanin')
Little bitch she got me speedin', I'ma demon (Yeah)

You been tryna get in on the plot to the bread bitch
I ain't even tryna go and talk, I need head bitch
Tol' her I'ma hit her, we gon' meet up around seven
I'ma sweet talk her just to get her in my bed quick
Southside bitch from the mothaf*ckin' ghetto
I've been in my ways, she tryna get all in my head though
I've been gettin' dough
I've been gettin' dough
Why you tryna make me fall, bitch you a rental
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Mmm, yeah

You been tryna get in on the plot to the bread bitch
I ain't even tryna go and talk, I need head bitch
Tol' her I'ma hit her, we gon' meet up around seven
I'ma sweet talk her just to get her in my bed quick
Southside bitch from the mothaf*ckin' ghetto
I've been in my ways, she tryna get all in my head though
I've been gettin' dough
I've been gettin' dough
Why you tryna make me fall, bitch you a rental

I know she be talkin' to her friends I hear the gossip
She ain't really tryna get in shit unless I got some
She ain't really tryna goto shit unless she pop some
I ain't wit her shit, bitch you a dub and I'ma drop ya
In and out of love, these bitches really got me fed up
Used to be depressed, I found it hard to keep my head up
Had to get up, had to get up
Nowadays I'm bustin' for the bread, I f*ck a check up
I'm like wait, pour the four, of some wok, up that shit I'm leanin'
Pour the double cup I got it bleedin'
She been really f*ckin' wit a demon, we been
On and off, you change up like a season
Heart been on my chain the way its freezin', keys in
Hop inside the whip and I be leavin'
Hop inside the whip and I be

A nigga grew up off the crumbs, so I've been chasin' after bread I gotta run (Run)
I know she peepin' how the young nigga stunt (Stunt)
I've been too much dope it fill my lungs (Fill my lungs)
I done got up out the mud without no Timbs (No Timbs)
Big bankroll gotta twin (Gotta twin)
I've been breakin' necks when I step in (Yeah)
I don't gotta tot my baby got a weapon (Yeah)
Every minute count I cannot wait a second (Yeah)
Coupe come composed, man this shit could get hectic (Get hectic)
She wanna kick it, nigga I ain't talkin' Tekken (No Tekken)
She wanna make a movie, nigga I ain't talkin' Netflix (No Netflix)
Fear God, nigga better fear this Wesson (This Wesson)
Wait, woah, huh (Woah)
I just poured some four of this wok, I'm leanin' (Leanin')
Little bitch she got me speedin', I'ma demon (Yeah)

You been tryna get in on the plot to the bread bitch
I ain't even tryna go and talk, I need head bitch
Tol' her I'ma hit her, we gon' meet up around seven
I'ma sweet talk her just to get her in my bed quick
Southside bitch from the mothaf*ckin' ghetto
I've been in my ways, she tryna get all in my head though
I've been gettin' dough
I've been gettin' dough
Why you tryna make me fall, bitch you a rental
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Writer: Arthur Mustardo
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A the Kidd - Sweet Talker (feat. Fuego Don) Video
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Performed By: A the Kidd
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Arthur Mustardo

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