Eve, Drag-On - Let's Talk About lyrics

Ugh (Come on, uh)
Uh, huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh)
Uh uh uh uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh)
Yo, yo (Uh, uh)

Let's talk about who I am
Blondie, find me in the hood with my peoples
Love y'all
Hate the rest of y'all that I can see through
Above that
I can't feel nothin' 'less it's lethal
Testin' your moves, never that
Make your position fetal, uh

I wanna talk about Dog nigga, L-O-X, Eve
And me
Now that's the hottest thing in the streets
Our beats is Swizz
Cheesed up with holes in the shit
Double R roll thick
And ain't nothin' sweet but
Drag-Eve tracks honey roasted
Burn it 'til it's been around now
How the fuck that sound?

Yo, let's talk about
Platinum plaques, hangin' on my wall
See me decorated, she's the one
Heard 'em say it, see me celebrated
I pop shit when it's necessary
Not for nothin'
I use clips for them big beefs
See me bustin'? Blaow!

I wanna talk about bitches I fucked
I'm a dog so I can't
Stand no bitch that hounds
I'm far from a clown
If I'm not knockin' her down
Drag's probably not around
So I'm not one to claim by
Either one of you dames
If y'all catch Drag with a mane
Trust me she got my last name
Here's the hook, uh

Now Drag-on will show ya niggas
How we lock this shit
Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas
How we rock these hit's
Now we gonna show y'all niggas
How we pop this Cris'
Drag (E) dash (V) on (E)
Now Drag-on will show ya niggas
How we lock this shit
Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas
How we rock these hit's
Now we gonna show y'all niggas
How we pop this Cris'
Drag (E) dash (V) on (E)

Let's talk about little dick niggas
Always talkin' 'bout what you got
Rather be finger-popped
Dick probably the size of a
Bough stuffed with rocks
Fuck the cop, nigga, go shoot pool
Pussy plot
You make me cum, I might flood the block
Wet on my socks

Uh, I wanna talk about guns niggas don't bust
Y'all need to see me if y'all
Wanna see shells pop out
I make niggas say, "Watch out
" when I got my Glock out niggas clock out
'cause I run up in your watch house
Snatch up all your rocks out
Then throw your box out
Ya motherfuckers better watch out

Hold up, yo
Let's talk about fake ass bitches
Lyin' on yourself, you ain't
Ready for the world, mama
Beggin' every second money hungry, life drama
Get your own stacks
Why you think these niggas pussy hungry?
'Cause you actin' triflin'
Layin' up, takin' his money, uh

I wanna talk about live or die
Fuckin' with I
Niggas will fry like stripped bacon
I leave them shakin', keep 'em sizzlin'
Fuckin' with them, you might win
But they only got six shots
With a barrel that spin
And us, our clip is spinnin'
And hittin' all their men

Yo, I wanna talk about ride or die
My dogs control confrontation
In any situation five niggas on your team
Five niggas you replacin'
Five niggas used to gleam
Five niggas left with nathan
But their game that we took
And now they back to chase it

I wanna talk about bitin' ass niggas
Let me see y'all niggas catch the flow
Go red-vest with the four-four blow
Ya niggas gonna hit the ground for sure
Nigga, let me know if you want more
If he catch you with a pound to choke
You know
Nigga never die slow, 'til his eyes closed
Then jump on the highway, I go
Man, fuck the po-po, them niggas
Is movin' slow mo, come on
Here's the hook, uh

Now Drag-on will show ya niggas
How we lock this shit
Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas
How we rock these hit's
Now we gonna show y'all niggas
How we pop this Cris'
Drag (E) dash (V) on (E)
Now Drag-on will show ya niggas
How we lock this shit
Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas
How we rock these hit's
Now we gonna show y'all niggas
How we pop this Cris'
Drag (E) dash (V) on (E)