Correction Lyrics Talk My sh*t by Cuban Doll

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([?] on the track you know that sh*t [?])
Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, let me talk my sh*t (Ayy)
Look at my neck, b*t*h, look at my wrist (Yeah)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
Big money little b*t*h, let me talk my sh*t
Ooh-ooh, let me talk my sh*t (b*t*h)
Look at my neck (Yeah), b*t*h, look at my wrist (Ayy)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
Big money little b*t*h, let me talk my sh*t (Ayy)

b*t*h, I'm leanin', got the money face (Yeah)
If you ain't gettin', money stay the f**k away
I'm ridin' shotgun with a lot of bass
Got a dirty AR and a baby K
Before I wake and blaze, I put on my stunner shades (b*t*h)
n***a, these is Cartiers, I'm ballin' in this b*t*h like PD Hardaway (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
He gon' show some love, throw some dubs, he gon' eat me up (What?)
Use to be a scrub, he that n***a that you wish you was
Ayy, let me talk my sh*t
Break a b*t*h n***a, make him share that lick
These b*t*hes hatin' on the low because they ain't worth sh*t
Rollie flooded motherf**ker, I almost broke my wrist (Ooh, ooh)
Say lil' woadie what you mad for? (What?)
I'm really drippin' in that water like a tadpole
Money on my head, yeah, I'm known for kickin' back doors
I ain't Mike Sham but I'm a motherf**kin' as*h**e (Ayy)

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