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pillow talking - snapboyrich lyrics

[intro]
talk, talk..
these n-ggas always pillow talking (sh-t crazy)

[hook]
they always pillow talkin’
always hating on a n-gga just because he walkin’
so i come thru on you n-ggas and show you i’m ballin’
i’m bout my paper making plays, i could never be stallin’
that’s why ya chick be stalkin’
they always pillow talkin’
always hating on a n-gga just because he walkin’
so i come thru on you n-ggas and show you i’m ballin’
i’m bout my paper making plays, i could never be stallin’
that’s why ya chick be stalkin’

[verse 1]
these hoes could never play me, these n-ggas be acting shady
known for snappin’ with crazy, with my n-ggas on the daily
my mind-set, f-ck you pay me, my grind, i ain’t off it yet
came home already got a check…
some of my n-ggas been free mane and they ain’t got it yet
i guess they don’t want sh-t, but i can’t be on my d-ck
so i post up in the six, might start back selling them bricks
might hit my cousin and tell em mane i’m back on that sh-t
he gon’ drop it on me quick…
cause he know how i am, and he know how i get it
and he know how i grind, never short like a midget
always blowing that loud, while you n-ggas smoke midget
and please don’t get it twisted, i’ll hit you with that 9 milli
i be whippin’ them dirt-bikes, but not like meek milly
i be all in the kitchen, cooking like piccadilly
they love me in my city, some wanna k!ll me like billy
but i can’t let it happen cause my momma gon’ miss me

[verse 2]
suppose to be homies, they gon’ hate when you get it
been told him get in it, but he said he ain’t with it
now he see that you blowing up, now expect you to split it
what type of sh-t they be on? p-ssy n-gga just hit it
and i don’t want you around me, if you ain’t really for me
and i don’t want you down with me, if you ain’t really thuggin’
cause i’m on forreal and n-ggas might try to bust me
and, nah i ain’t faking, cause that money cause hating
and i told him just ride for me but he didn’t have patience
so now he stuck in the hood, while i’m counting big faces
all white diamonds on my now, but rich is no racist
yeah i’ma hustler forreal, its only right that i make it
face good in the streets, so it ain’t nothing to take it
and i stay with a bag if i ain’t got it i chase it
money tree getting bigger so now they see me rakin’
fake friends all up in my face just trynna see what i’m makin’
they always pillow talkin’

- snapboyrich lyrics

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