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Текст (слова) песни: Timbaland - Talkin Trash



[timbaland]

Do you like it? uh, uh, uh, what

Do you want it? uh, uh, uh, what

Do you like it? uh, uh, uh, what

Do you want it? uh, uh, uh, say what, here we go

Do you like it? uh, uh, uh, what, here we go

Do you want it? uh, uh, uh, what, here we go

Do you like it? uh, uh, uh, what, here we go

Do you want it? part two, part two

[bassey]

Why you always askin me why I talk like that?

What, you think you betta, nigga, cuz your pockets are fat?

Excuse me? but wasnt I the one that you meant?

You talkin trash to these niggas about to dent up they whip

You know me and I dont think I have to explain

You that same crotty nigga that fucked that bitch in my range

It was the same, life, it was talked up a good game

Between that money and that pussy that she claim to fame

[timbaland]

Look at you, talkin-tellin all the bullcrap lies

It was you who made me put my hands on your thighs

Never ever was the one that humped that girl on your rover

You forgot your baby cousin humped that girl on your rover

Its timbaland, baby, I dont get down like that

Dont try to explain, get yo ass to the back

Never ever disrepsect the man that put you on his team

Now baby dove, get the keys to your beem

1 [timbaland]

Why you talkin big trash to me?

[bassy]

Cuz you always playin games, timothy

[timbaland]

Why you tryin to make me mad, ba-be

[bassy]

Cuz you always playin games, timothy

[timbaland]

Why you talkin big trash to me?

[bassey]

Cuz you always playin games, timothy

[timbaland]

Why you tryin to make me mad, ba-be

[bassey]

Because you always playin games with bassy

[bassey]

I done met many players that act like you

Think because they spend some money that Im ready to screw

Instead of talkin hit me up around the 1st and the 5th

Cuz you rot in a crumbed out six, you think Im whipped

Got numerous niggas that be rottin my shit

And the last thing I need is a nigga for kicks

I stay dibbed and forever spend the louchie on gucci

Fuck the money and diamonds cuz nigga, Im still shinin

[timbaland]

Look at you, girl, talkin trash

Talkin trash, actin grown, show your ass

Dont try to get on my track and clown

You my queen, my mistress, my jackie brown

Why you tryin to start trouble in my can?

Now hot and angry and Im getting amped

Keep on givin me the cold shoulder

Now I got to get the keys to the roller

You gone

Repeat 1

[bassey]

It was all for the paper, thats right, all for the love

Only wanted most what ghetto girls dream of

I need the hummers and the yachts, don p on the rocks

Cardierre wrist wear with the shivel on top

Then you lace me, now you hate me, now you tryin to replace me

Had a woman when you dated me, I guess I was crazy (know you was crazy)

Tried to play me but your games a little lazy

Cuz I hooked up and got with your man, nigga scrammed

[timbaland]

Girl, what you know about cardi and wrist wear?

When you dont even wear vics underwear

Think before you start talkin shit

Remember, Im the man with the diamonds and whips

I aint tryin to beg, but a legend like those speedos

I aint gon get mad if you hump one of my people

I keep tellin you this is me you talkin to

Talkin trash wont get you nowhere, baby boo

Repeat 1

Repeat 1

 

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