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Klutch Paxx - People Talkin' (feat. Minati) Lyrics



Klutch Paxx - People Talkin' (feat. Minati) Lyrics
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(SHIT!)
U kno I gotta keep the ppl talkin
Duckin Tryna get the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money make these ppl talk
Money make these bitches cum
Said money make yo bitch cum
I said this money make yo bitch cum
I said money make yo bitch cum
(HAY!)
(LESSKO!)
(YEE! YEE!)
Money make these bitches cum
Tryna keep the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money keep these people talkin
Nigga we can't speak about it
(What?... SHIT!)
All my niggas stayed solid
All my niggas steady wylin
Money make these bitches cum
F*ckin on a freak lil shawty
Wake up, bake up, work my move
Gotta make some paper, ouhh
Go upside yo head about me
My niggas don't play about me
Know I keep a freak or two
Smokin stupid, I'm a fool
Nigga play, that nigga food
My nigga Play stay wit that tool
I don't need no auto-tune
F*cked around n bought her two...
Zips of gas, some quick lil cash
That bitch she ain't been around since June
Saline titties doctored up
Ain't no need to follow up
I grab her pussy, Donald Trump
That bitch ain't shit but down to f*ck
Goofy ass niggas can't get wit us
I ain't playin, weon't speak the same language
Weain't even on that gang bangin
But I make ya house fall like Jenga
Hoes jumpin suicide off the roof
Betcha bitch wanna talk to me too!
Foreign on the way don't need no roof
I jus keep this shit player ion't need no excuse
Money make these bitches cum
Tryna keep the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money keep these people talkin
Nigga we can't speak about it
(What?... SHIT!)
All my niggas stayed solid
All my niggas steady wylin
Money make these bitches cum
F*ckin on a freak lil shawty
They read my rights then I plotted
All my life I've been a lil violent
Sellin dope I pushed narcotics
Went to prison came home solid
Some my niggas went to college
Some my niggas robbin slidin
CEO I feel like Diddy
Fresh prince bitch I keep it jiggy
Hit me if you in my city
I just smoked a couple os
All these bitches turnt up in my section bring a couple mo
Know I keep a couple hoes
I don't f*ck wit average hoes
You love her but I had her though
I am not you're average joe
Workin on my album flow
Geeked up off Tha adderall
She said she love me got to go
She said my dick her antidote
Money make these bitches cum
Tryna keep the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money keep these people talkin
Nigga we can't speak about it
(What?... SHIT!)
All my niggas stayed solid
All my niggas steady wylin
Money make these bitches cum
F*ckin on a freak lil shawty
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(SHIT!)
U kno I gotta keep the ppl talkin
Duckin Tryna get the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money make these ppl talk
Money make these bitches cum
Said money make yo bitch cum
I said this money make yo bitch cum
I said money make yo bitch cum
(HAY!)
(LESSKO!)
(YEE! YEE!)
Money make these bitches cum
Tryna keep the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money keep these people talkin
Nigga we can't speak about it
(What?... SHIT!)
All my niggas stayed solid
All my niggas steady wylin
Money make these bitches cum
F*ckin on a freak lil shawty
Wake up, bake up, work my move
Gotta make some paper, ouhh
Go upside yo head about me
My niggas don't play about me
Know I keep a freak or two
Smokin stupid, I'm a fool
Nigga play, that nigga food
My nigga Play stay wit that tool
I don't need no auto-tune
F*cked around n bought her two...
Zips of gas, some quick lil cash
That bitch she ain't been around since June
Saline titties doctored up
Ain't no need to follow up
I grab her pussy, Donald Trump
That bitch ain't shit but down to f*ck
Goofy ass niggas can't get wit us
I ain't playin, weon't speak the same language
Weain't even on that gang bangin
But I make ya house fall like Jenga
Hoes jumpin suicide off the roof
Betcha bitch wanna talk to me too!
Foreign on the way don't need no roof
I jus keep this shit player ion't need no excuse
Money make these bitches cum
Tryna keep the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money keep these people talkin
Nigga we can't speak about it
(What?... SHIT!)
All my niggas stayed solid
All my niggas steady wylin
Money make these bitches cum
F*ckin on a freak lil shawty
They read my rights then I plotted
All my life I've been a lil violent
Sellin dope I pushed narcotics
Went to prison came home solid
Some my niggas went to college
Some my niggas robbin slidin
CEO I feel like Diddy
Fresh prince bitch I keep it jiggy
Hit me if you in my city
I just smoked a couple os
All these bitches turnt up in my section bring a couple mo
Know I keep a couple hoes
I don't f*ck wit average hoes
You love her but I had her though
I am not you're average joe
Workin on my album flow
Geeked up off Tha adderall
She said she love me got to go
She said my dick her antidote
Money make these bitches cum
Tryna keep the reaper off me
Tryna keep the people off me
Money keep these people talkin
Nigga we can't speak about it
(What?... SHIT!)
All my niggas stayed solid
All my niggas steady wylin
Money make these bitches cum
F*ckin on a freak lil shawty
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Writer: Kevin Daniels Jr., Maury Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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