What Iz Ya Talkin Bout - Lil' O, Jack Freeman, Big Krit

Ay, I ain’t got time for games

To tell the truth, I barely got time for ya name

The only thing I got time for, is dough

So if you ain’t trying to fuck, girl it’s time to go

See baby girl, a real playa time is precious

Her mouth moving, but my eyes on her breast’es

See I ain’t trying to hear what ya saying

And I hope you ain’t coime here, for no playing

See boo I got this Rosay, I got this good tree

And you just sipping chilling, smoking all my good weed

Now I done took ya out to eat, that’s my good deed

Now it’s time you treat a playa, I got hood needs

So at the end of the night, and we feeling super right

Baby girl I need to know, what we doing

I’m trying to Robert Earl the pussy, Screw tape tap-tap

Chop it up lil' mama is we screwing, I’m just saying man

Girl what are ya talking bout, what are you saying

You need to stop teasing me, girl you sound like you playing

My dick don’t get no harder than this, here feel

Oooh now that’s for real, I can get you high or you can chill

Just let me know, before I go out my way

And spend all my money, and my time the whole day

On nothing, and I wanna be nutting

And you sitting there, talking bout nothing

Fronting and shit, when you could be humping on this dick

Come on girl, I know that you would be loving it

Hugging it rubbing it sucking it, if you will

That would work for me, come on girl what’s the deal

I’m fin to slide right through, give me a few

Minutes to get there, don’t concentrate on ya hair too much

Cause I’ma fuck all that up, right quick

But you gon' get some good diiiiiick

Is you sucking is you fucking, I was wondering I’m just saying

We can quit with all that chatter, and you can let me get to banging

On your backside let me get that act right, I know you know the sco'

G-g-g-get down on the flo', w-w-w-work like a pro

Do for me what you wouldn’t do for ya man, let a real nigga beat ya out

Send you home pussy so' and all, but let that fuck nigga eat ya out

Chicken I couldn’t be about it, if ya selling that then that’s all fine

Some niggaz in here that’ll pay for it, but not me I can’t spend a dime

Best I can do is beat ya out, set ya out let ya shine

The world to see P-I-M-P, but pardon me if I waste ya time

Pardon me if I saw potential, thought ya had the fundamentals

To be a certified money making pro, but on the low you a gold digger

I can be it though don’t be all in my face, searching for no figga fo'

Yours locked you need yo bed rocked, trying to see what your head bout

I’m just saying, I ain’t never been the type for all those childish games

You in the wrong V.I.P.

section, perhaps you kicking it with some lames