slick talk - marty baller lyrics
[intro: marty baller]
yeah
h-llo (whoa)
i’m marty baller (yeah)
[chorus: marty baller]
let a n-gg- talk slick, we gon hit him up
duffel bag, louie vuitton how we zip em up
p-ssy n-gg- mans gon lift’em up
call a uber man and he gon pick’em up
i ain’t high right now bout to light it up
like a doggy, i’m a bone, i’m a bite it up (uuoo)
got ya chick, she at my crib, i’m ’bout to pipe it up
she a dog and i’m a bone cuz she like to f-ck
[verse 1: rob $tone]
yeah
baby kinda bad but ain’t no wifin’ up
yeah im look’n like a star, my neck is tatted up
get to guala gang greedy, i been eatin’ up
i’m the man i guess, i’m jiggy and i’m rad as f-ck
yeah i’m boolin’ in the backyard baggin’ up
i know the bad ones want to get me, i been k!llin’ huh
get a tissue n-gg-, you just lookin’ sad as f-ck
b-tches miss me, in their feelings, never answer them
[bridge: rob $tone]
i’m out in canada, managa
keep on picking the baggage up
all on camera, stamina
when i’m racking my stackies up, see
me, b-tch i look spectacular
my whole swag is immaculate and damaging
p-ssy n-gg-s thinkin’, we won’t ram him up
b-tch i’mma put the f-ckin’ clip in, then i’m blamin’ em
get to bubbling n-gg-, please you just be handed’em
stuck on the knees, your b-tch was bad, you know i had to f-ck
[verse 2: marty baller]
p-ssy n-gg- run up and he gettin’ hit
i’m mc hammer with the hammer, too legit to quit
check my hoodie, check my jeans, i know you like my fit
i’m barry bonds, got your girl and i’m about to hit
dammit, i just came up with another hit
its baller game and 1207, you know we run this sh-t
you run your lip, i got that grip and i will let it rip
you my son and i will put you on the punishment
and nike town, just so you now i’m gettin’ money b-tch
got me laughing to the bank, i’m on some funny sh-t
got these racks all up on me, you ain’t gettin’ none of it
you ain’t wifey girl, you know you let my brother hit
[chorus: marty baller]
let a n-gg- talk slick, we gon hit him up
duffel bag, louie vuitton how we zip em up
p-ssy n-gg- mans gon lift’em up
call a uber man and he gon pick’em up
i ain’t high right now bout to light it up
like a doggy, i’m a bone, i’m a bite it up (uuoo)
got ya chick, she at my crib, i’m ’bout to pipe it up
she a dog and i’m a bone cuz she like to f-ck
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