Talk a Lot (feat. Bayker) - DaWave

Done it, I do it, I did it, I does it, I pull up, I do it again Shorty wanna suck on my dick in the back of the whip And she bringing a friend I don't got love, I don't got fucks Shorty wanna touchdown all in my ends I don't got love, I don't got fucks She talk 'bout we, but this bitch ain't French Done it, I do it, I did it, I does it, I pull up, I do it again Shorty wanna suck on my dick in the back of the whip And she bringing a friend I don't got love, I don't got fucks Shorty wanna touchdown all in my ends I don't got love, I don't got fucks She talk 'bout we, but this bitch ain't French Bad little bitch in my mentions I ain't ever giving her attention I got it poppin', I got my options Stupid lil' bitch, I ain't stressing She like to talk the talk I like to walk the walk Yeah I gotta go I never talk a lot Keep to myself While I plot on my opps and my goals I don't give a fuck bitch I been on my fuck shit I don't right no wrongs You can come and suck the whole dick (Ah! Ah! Ah!) She like to talk the talk I like to walk the walk Yeah I gotta go I never talk a lot She give me top a lot Yeah, she give me throat I might go do it again Really, I feel like I'm next I might go call up my ex And show her my statemetnts just to go flex I don't really give fuck I don't care if you be mad I got my options I got it popping I'm getting paid off of raps Done it, I do it, I did it, I does it, I pull up, I do it again Shorty wanna suck on my dick in the back of the whip And she bringing a friend I don't got love, I don't got fucks Shorty wanna touchdown all in my ends I don't got love, I don't got fucks She talk 'bout we, but this bitch ain't French Done it, I do it, I did it, I does it, I pull up, I do it again Shorty wanna suck on my dick in the back of the whip And she bringing a friend I don't got love, I don't got fucks Shorty wanna touchdown all in my ends I don't got love, I don't got fucks She talk 'bout we, but this bitch ain't French

Well, I was getting kinda tired of her endless chatter Nothing I could say ever seemed to matter So, I took a little drive just to clear my head I saw a flashing neon up ahead It looked like a place to find some satisfaction With a little less talk and a lot more action I paid the man at the door and pushed my way to the bar Shouted for a drink over a screaming guitar A drunk on a stool tried to mess with my head But I didn't even listen to a word he said I knew somewhere amid all this distraction Was a little less talk and a lot more action A little less talk if you please A lot more loving is what I need Let's get on down to the main attraction With a little less talk and a lot more action Well, she was fighting them off at a corner table She had a long-neck bottle she was peeling the label The look on her face it was perfectly clear She said somebody please get me out of here The look she shot me through the glass refraction Said a little less talk and a lot more action A little less talk if you please A lot more loving is what I need Let's get on down to the main attraction With a little less talk and a lot more action A little less talk A lot more action Let's get on down to the main attraction With a little less talk and a lot more action Get on down to the main attraction With a little less talk... And a lot more action

You're tellin' everyone in town that I don't treat you right You even say I stay away and don't come home at night I am losing you and you are all I've got Thanks a lot, thanks a lot It seems you like to hurt me and you know I'm good to you I'd give you anything I own do anything you want me to Yeah now you really got me on the spot Thanks a lot, thanks a lot Still I would forgive you if you'd let me I'd be glad if we could try again But it seems that you're just out to get me And it looks as if you're just about to win No matter what you do I'll always do love you And you will never know How it hurts to see you go And you're callin' me those things you know I'm not Thanks a lot, thanks a lot No matter what you do I always do love you And you will never know How it hurts to see you go And you're callin' me those things you know I'm not Thanks a lot, thanks a lot Thanks a lot