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Migos

Talkin Bout Nun

 

Talkin Bout Nun

(album: Streets On Lock 2 - 2013)


[Hook:]
You ain't talking bout racks, you ain't got no cash
You ain't talking bout whips, you ain't talking bout bets, you ain't talking bout Jags
You ain't talking bout loud, you ain't talking bout gas, you ain't talking bout strong
You ain't talking bout juugs, you ain't talking bout plays...
Boy I'm so on... Boy I'm so on...
I can't live without it, ain't no way around it...
You ain't got that sack, then you shouldn't talk about it. (I'm Rich!)
I can't live without it, ain't no way around it...
You ain't got that sack, then you shouldn't talk about it

You ain't talking bout lean, you ain't talking bout Act
You ain't talking bout bales, you ain't talking bout bricks, you ain't talking bout packs...
You ain't talking bout shit, I ain't never have shit... I ain't never been shit...
Now I'm switching up whips with a red bad bitch, and she suck that dick, my wrist so sick
You ain't talking bout hoes, you ain't talking bout freaks...
Moe, I fucked more hoes than you did last week, make your baby momma leak...
You ain't talking bout whips, you ain't talking bout cars...
Boy I'm talking bout Planes...
Boy I'm going insane in a brand new Range, ain't got no brain...
Hit n run a A train, you ain't talking bout wrist, don't you see my ice?
Don't you see your bitch? Don't you see my whip? Don't you see my life?
I'm living so nice... AP on my wrist, cost me bout 50 thousand...
All my niggas killers nigga, ain't no way around it...

[Hook]

Hit a 100 band juug, cash out on my neck...
Young nigga got a check and you know I gotta flex, you ain't even got a sack, I'm a hit you with the tech...
Brand new drop top Audi escort the roof...
Freaky bitch from Strokers, I just nutted on her tooth
You ain't talking bout diamonds... Don't you see me shining?
Hit the club and I'm blinding, seat reclining...
And I'm popping them bottles, and I'm with them models...
Ferragamo and Fendi... Truey, Louie and Bally...
Young rich nigga, taking them trips to Cali...
I'm sipping I'm drinking I'm leaning I'm falling my money is taller than buildings...
I'm smoking on kush and you smoking on midget, I'm talking bout smaller than children
You ain't talking bout guns, you ain't talking bout drama...
You ain't talking bout M's, you ain't talking bout money, you ain't talking bout commas...
You ain't talking bout shit...

[Hook]

Hello, thank you, come again...
Rich than famous...

done

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