Tre Casanova – Stop talkin, we recordin Lyrics
Artist: Tre Casanova
Song: Stop talkin, we recordin
I was talking to you b#tch
Who else am i talking to
You the only one that i’m directing this sh#t to
This b#tch always be on the f#cking phone
Get off the f#cking phone we trying to record
Damn
n#gg#s don’t flow like this
n#gg#s don’t roll like this
n#gg#s can’t go like this
n#gg#s can’t roll like this
n#gg#s can’t
Wait
n#gg#s can’t go like this
n#gg#s can’t go flow
They roll like this
n#gg#s can’t woah like this
Aye aye aye
n#gg#s ain’t really that cool
Baby get you wet as a pool
Baby make you drool
Baby make swoon and sigh
Baby i stay high
I stay touching the sky
Skywalker like i’m luke
This is not a fluke
Baby girl i wanna see you juke
Why i feel like like luke
But that the uncle
I’m not your brother or your cousin
Baby i’m mclovin’
I need the liquor
I be that n#gg#
I roll a swisha
Like it is nothin
n#gg# im bluntin
n#gg#s is stuntin
n#gg# it’s
b#tches can’t flow like me
b#tch can’t go like me
b#tches can’t roll like me
b#tches is hoes not me
Iont do sh#t for the free
b#tch i need a fee
b#tch i need all that skrilla
b#tch i need all that cash
b#tch i need money
b#tch i need that guap
b#tch n#gg# i’m gone pass
n#gg#s is faking ain’t really bout nun
It’s my charisma, i really ain’t stuntin
Talk about millions, as big as im puffin
Im finna pull that sh#t right out the dirty
Aye
Put double c’s on her purse
When i be rolling i turned to a flirt
When i talk business i turn to a boss
Like girl where you from
Baby what you about
I hail from the lou
And we with some hell raisers
We run up the funds like we run a fundraiser
I feel like i’m riley, i’m coming woodcrest
b#tch ’til i get me a mill i ain’t good yet
Aye
Still chris ain’t a damn thing changed
Little change blew it on a couple chains
In a drought bet that phone gone rang
Aye, right
Still chris ain’t a damn thing changed
Little change blew it on a couple chains
In a drought bet that phone gone rang
Aye
If chris is riley i’ huey
Yeah
Pro black don’t do me
Yeah
Black gun in my hoodie
Yeah
Black gun i’m hood g
Wait
Actually i’m from the county
Wait
Maybe i’m from the bounty
Wait
Cook good like a brownie
Wait
Mj when i fade away
n#gg# i stay faded
Jay z the way i chop this sh#t
New york state of mind
And i ain’t never been little b#tch
Neva been a b#tch
Ballin like i’m f#cking rich
Balling like i’m f#cking guapin
n#gg# ain’t no f#cking stoppin
Is you coppin
I got it little b#tch
Yeah i got hit that lick
Gotta hit this flick
n#gg#s got a problem with this
Gone head take that pic
Yeah take that pic
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Release Year: 2022