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Talked To Shondel Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Drippy
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Ben Nkwantah




Yung Drippy - Talked To Shondel Lyrics
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I talked to Shondel last night
And she told me
Just keep going
Ah
I talked to Shondel last night
And she told me
Just keep going
Yeah
Uh yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch no time on the block, bitch no time for a opp
Man I was out selling xannies, mama told me stop
I ain't trying to get smoked in the shower like Pop
And I trying to get smoked in the V like Pac
New AP, twenty bands on a clock
Nigga watch how I lean when I'm sippin' that wok
Man, I was rapping that day up in school, you mocked
And one day I'ma ball like a king, D Fox
Young bull pour lean on the rocks There's only one nigga left after me and it's Joc
All these niggas on dick, tell them get off my cock
All these niggas on dick, tell them get off my cock
All these niggas on dick, tell them get off my cock
Cause, you ain't never been to the shop
You ain't never ran on a opp
You ain't never clean up that block, using your hands as a mop
Man, me and Lil' Edak could've got robbed
I know that one day I'ma go to the top You talking bout gunplay until you get shot
And that shit, doesn't feel good
It was always me, Big Mike, and 4LEXAN in the real hood
I be taking all these medicine just so I could feel good, yeah
Yeah, yeah, just so I could feel good
But I don't feel good, I feel bad
I'm bouta turn full Christian like Shad
Locking myself in my room, they like, Ben, why you mad
I just want to buy all the shit I don't have
I'm balling like I'm Caris Levert on the Cavs
I know that it's Karl when I see that red rav
Man, how could I lose in the chip
Like the mavs
My youngin' gon' kick in your door, he a sav
My youngin' don't give no f*ck, this is all that he has
They got me running point, now I feel like Shabazz
I'm bouta get cornrows just like Nas
Or Naz
EMS ain't give no f*ck about G, cause if they really did, then they would've used gauze
And I'm feeling good like the Wizard of Oz
Bad bitch, she got two different bras
Nigga wanna be gang gotta follow the laws
I love all of my niggas, I don't gotta pause
Man, I'm trying to roll up a blunt, who the f*ck got raws
The way the whip tricked out, you would think it got mods
But it doesn't
It doesn't
A long live G and free Tito, my cousin
Freak bitch, she want me as her husband
I thought what I had with lil shorty was love, but it wasn't
When I'm in the stu, I cook up like a oven
Man I'm tryna get to the top and then hover above it
Damn
And that's what imma do
No cap
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I talked to Shondel last night
And she told me
Just keep going
Ah
I talked to Shondel last night
And she told me
Just keep going
Yeah
Uh yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch no time on the block, bitch no time for a opp
Man I was out selling xannies, mama told me stop
I ain't trying to get smoked in the shower like Pop
And I trying to get smoked in the V like Pac
New AP, twenty bands on a clock
Nigga watch how I lean when I'm sippin' that wok
Man, I was rapping that day up in school, you mocked
And one day I'ma ball like a king, D Fox
Young bull pour lean on the rocks There's only one nigga left after me and it's Joc
All these niggas on dick, tell them get off my cock
All these niggas on dick, tell them get off my cock
All these niggas on dick, tell them get off my cock
Cause, you ain't never been to the shop
You ain't never ran on a opp
You ain't never clean up that block, using your hands as a mop
Man, me and Lil' Edak could've got robbed
I know that one day I'ma go to the top You talking bout gunplay until you get shot
And that shit, doesn't feel good
It was always me, Big Mike, and 4LEXAN in the real hood
I be taking all these medicine just so I could feel good, yeah
Yeah, yeah, just so I could feel good
But I don't feel good, I feel bad
I'm bouta turn full Christian like Shad
Locking myself in my room, they like, Ben, why you mad
I just want to buy all the shit I don't have
I'm balling like I'm Caris Levert on the Cavs
I know that it's Karl when I see that red rav
Man, how could I lose in the chip
Like the mavs
My youngin' gon' kick in your door, he a sav
My youngin' don't give no f*ck, this is all that he has
They got me running point, now I feel like Shabazz
I'm bouta get cornrows just like Nas
Or Naz
EMS ain't give no f*ck about G, cause if they really did, then they would've used gauze
And I'm feeling good like the Wizard of Oz
Bad bitch, she got two different bras
Nigga wanna be gang gotta follow the laws
I love all of my niggas, I don't gotta pause
Man, I'm trying to roll up a blunt, who the f*ck got raws
The way the whip tricked out, you would think it got mods
But it doesn't
It doesn't
A long live G and free Tito, my cousin
Freak bitch, she want me as her husband
I thought what I had with lil shorty was love, but it wasn't
When I'm in the stu, I cook up like a oven
Man I'm tryna get to the top and then hover above it
Damn
And that's what imma do
No cap
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Writer: Ben Nkwantah
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