Talk Dirty

Lyrics

(feat. Pep Love, Persia (Mama's))
 [female singer scatting and singing]
 [Pep Love]
 She a fly video chick dime
 With them thick wide hips and them lips divine
 I'm tryin to get mine
 With finesse I address and she transgress
 Then I "Loch Ness," agress and progress is made
 How Lo' got a sexy babe
 I'ma take her to my condo and misbehave
 But I'ma take my time, po' a glass of wine
 Roll a blunt, turn on the television, that ass is mine
 She put her drink down, she started yawnin
 I said "you actin," she said, "you stallin"
 "Tell me what you want how you want you can get it like;
 What the reason is you think that I'm even here tonight"
 I said, "Honey all you had to do was say somethin"
 She said, "Homey all you had to do was say somethin"
 I like it when you lay flat, poke it out like that
 Turn it over, take it in the face, SPLAT
 [Chorus x2: Persia and Hieros]
 She said why don't you talk dirty (I had her singin)
 I really don't mind (I had her singin)
 - Take a little time, to the max we climb
 - Let me know what's on yo' nasty mind
 [Opio]
 Little girl - you're just a little girl
 I need a woman in my world, someone who confidant and thorough
 Who got - who got fantasies inside, you know who you are
 I'll let you in my ride, then let you handle me, we do fog
 The windows up, in the truck, when we buckwild and give a fuck
 Just to get a nut, adrenaline will pump now (wow)
 She's an "Uptown Girl," and I'm swervin like Billy Joel
 In the fo'-fifty-fo', let's hit the road
 When I downshift, she comin out her outfit
 Diggin how she lose her inhibition, pole position in the left lane
 Give brain while I'm switchin gears, clit is pierced
 But this one is not a punk rock chick
 Said she love my shit, and she wanna get close to me
 With them bottom stilettos, a ass full of groceries (oh whoa)
 If you knowin me, then that's how it's 'sposed to be
 Curlin my toes up like genie boots when she blowin me
 [Chorus]
 [Pep Love]
 Hieroglyphics on deck and these chickies want sex
 In the city so we Mr. Big, dig the best
 On tour, at the afterparty, encore
 It's like a bachelor party, breezies takin clothes off
 [Opio]
 Handcuffs, no I'm, dippin like Sugar Shane Mosley
 Hookers can't control me, so we
 [Pep Love]
 Bounce to the next like accounts do to checks
 When there ain't no money in it then we pounce on the set
 [Opio]
 From the North to the East to the South to the West
 See me, a cunning-linguist, I can vouch for myself
 Don't believe me, come and see us at my house in the 6
 Make a baby in your mouth, Guinness Stout, then we dip
 [Chorus]
 

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Duration
03:42
Key
7
Tempo
93 BPM

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