UnoTheActivist - Talk To Me (Mansion) lyrics

[UnoTheActivist - Talk To Me Mansion lyrics]

Talk to me talk to me
Speak the truth

Rocking that Gucci bandana (Bandana)
Four tablespoons in a Fanta (Dig)
A baby bottle with no pamper I told em
We bring these hoes back to the mansion
(Yeah) fuck them bitches in the same hour
That we met them bitches, that's a record
(Dig)
Bitches claim I'm they baby daddy when they
See young Uno in the flesh uh, yes Sir
Uno the Activist, all I sip Actavis
What a coincidence (lean lean lean)
Last night
I met four stripper bitches named Cinnamon
I think I'm Tony Montana
My little friend bringing me benefit's
Can't be seen with her, she fuck up my image
I go to the crib and I grab on the F and N

Stomping him out in these Louis Vuittons
(Yeah) rocking exclusive Margiela (Yeah)
I wake up then bake up (Yeah)
I fuck her then fade her
I'm servin' the baby, Uno babysitter
Designer my linen, Gucci on my slipper
Louis on my hip Handkerchief when I hiccup
(Yeah) pussy nigga this a stickup (Yeah)
Got the black mask on the pickup (Yeah)

Yes, talk to me (Yeah)
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me (Yes)
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me (Yeah)
Talk to me (Yeah) talk to me (Yes sir)

Speak out your truth, huh
Sip on the dusse and get loose
I'm gonna hop in the booth (Talk to me)
Yeah they stand through the roof
She hopped on my line like a troupe
(Talk to me) diamonds red, blue, Dr seuss
Off White my shoe it say "shoelaces"
(Talk to me) i love shoelaces, need me a few
And I go out just like a curfew
And you know I don't wanna hurt you
I'm gon' stick to the piece like some glue
Pussy niggas getting jammed like a toenail
RIP, put him in the graveyard
Lotta niggas want beef but
They can't afford it
Lotta niggas under me, I have seniority

Stomping him out in these Louis Vuittons
(Yeah) rocking exclusive Margiela (Yeah)
I wake up then bake up (Yeah)
I fuck her then fade her
I'm servin' the baby, Uno babysitter
Designer my linen, Gucci on my slipper
Louis on my hip Handkerchief when I hiccup
(Yeah) pussy nigga this a stickup (Yeah)
Got the black mask on the pickup (Yeah)

Yes, talk to me (Yeah)
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me (Yes)
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me (Yeah)
Talk to me (Yeah) talk to me (Yes sir)

Stomping him out in these Louis Vuittons
(Yeah) rocking exclusive Margiela (Yeah)
I wake up then bake up (Yeah)
I fuck her then fade her
I'm servin' the baby, Uno babysitter
Designer my linen, Gucci on my slipper
Louis on my hip Handkerchief when I hiccup
(Yeah) pussy nigga this a stickup (Yeah)
Got the black mask on the pickup (Yeah)

Yes, talk to me (Yeah)
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me (Yes)
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me (Yeah)
Talk to me (Yeah) talk to me (Yes sir)

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