Reese Laflare Cash Talk Lyrics
Cash Talk by Reese LAFLARE
Prod by pierre bruhhhhhhhhhhhh
[Verse]
Give a fuck how you feel, my nigga 'cause I'm feeling me (fuck!)
I'm geeked, going out the top, canopy
I made her sync up my directors fee (movie!)
Big guap, all my pockets lined with history (racks!)
Iced out cartie's got bad bitches greeting me (Oh, you see it!)
Live a rockstar life all on tmz (Wah, wah, wah)
Ladies love laflare, I'm just saying (They be saying)
But baby, you should pray to Jesus, I ain't save ya
(Ay, lets get it)
Pump your brakes, got two sticks on 'em just like a nintendo (Sticks)
My niggas, they pull up and doot doot doot doot in the Audi, extendo (At it, yeah)
You love 'em
Kissing and hugging, I play that lil' bitch like a fiddle (I play at the light)
Pull up, black and?? On the porch?? Like a??
(It look like a??)
Got some slow head in the fast coupe, that's expensive
(That's??)
Made a movie with lil shorty, it got suspenseful
(Movie, do it!)
Drip walk, come from Paris, draw some expenses
Line it up, 30 clip all in my?
(Doot doot dooh)
(What in the Rob Kardashian... Y'all niggas be thinkin'!)
I'mma pop my shit no matter who poppin' (Pop!)
That lil bitch pop it up just like a Ducati (Flare!)
Hit her from the back 'til she like "Ooh stop it!" (Ooh)
Yo pierre, you wanna come out here?
'pends she fuck me so good, I'mma go pay for her college
Ooh
Real ass nigga need real ass bitch
Ooh
She a vegan but she eat dick (Eat it!)
Hol'up
She so cold I might freeze the bitch (Ice, ice)
Bust down look like?? On my left wrist (Ice)
Back again, back again
Lil Skate off the porch, Lil skate got some Ms
Mob 'em up, tell 'em bring them buckets
Wash 'em up, tell the opps "Fuck 'em"
Slime 'em out, call my slime Thugga (Slatt, ay!)
Gunna, Duke, tell 'em round the troops
Dolly, Dorah, Nechi and Lucky??? Too
???
[Verse]
Give a fuck how you feel, my nigga 'cause I'm feeling me (fuck!)
I'm geeked, going out the top, canopy
I made her sync up my directors fee (movie!)
Big guap, all my pockets lined with history (racks!)
Iced out cartie's got bad bitches greeting me (Oh, you see it!)
Live a rockstar life all on tmz (Wah, wah, wah)
Ladies love laflare, I'm just saying (They be saying)
But baby, you should pray to Jesus, I ain't save ya
(Ay, lets get it)
Pump your brakes, got two sticks on 'em just like a nintendo (Sticks)
My niggas, they pull up and doot doot doot doot in the Audi, extendo (At it, yeah)
You love 'em
Kissing and hugging, I play that lil' bitch like a fiddle (I play at the light)
Pull up, black and?? On the porch?? Like a??
(It look like a??)
Got some slow head in the fast coupe, that's expensive
(That's??)
Made a movie with lil shorty, it got suspenseful
(Movie, do it!)
Drip walk, come from Paris, draw some expenses
Line it up, 30 clip all in my?
(Doot doot dooh)
(What in the Rob Kardashian... Y'all niggas be thinkin'!)
I'mma pop my shit no matter who poppin' (Pop!)
That lil bitch pop it up just like a Ducati (Flare!)
Hit her from the back 'til she like "Ooh stop it!" (Ooh)
Yo pierre, you wanna come out here?
'pends she fuck me so good, I'mma go pay for her college
Ooh
Real ass nigga need real ass bitch
Ooh
She a vegan but she eat dick (Eat it!)
Hol'up
She so cold I might freeze the bitch (Ice, ice)
Bust down look like?? On my left wrist (Ice)
Back again, back again
Lil Skate off the porch, Lil skate got some Ms
Mob 'em up, tell 'em bring them buckets
Wash 'em up, tell the opps "Fuck 'em"
Slime 'em out, call my slime Thugga (Slatt, ay!)
Gunna, Duke, tell 'em round the troops
Dolly, Dorah, Nechi and Lucky??? Too
???