Talkin` Trash lyrics

Artist  : Timbaland 
Song : Talkin` Trash
 


featuring Bassey

[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?
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[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 wasn't I the one that you
meant?
You talkin' trash to these niggas about
to dent up they whip
You know me and I don't
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
It's Timbaland,
baby, I don't get down like that
Don't 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 I'm 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 I'm 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, I'm still
shinin'

[Timbaland]
Look at you, girl,
talkin' trash
Talkin' trash, actin' grown,
show your ass
Don't 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 I'm getting
amped
Keep on givin' me the cold
shoulder
Now I got to get the keys to the
Roller
You gone

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[Bassey]
It was all for the paper,
that's 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 game's 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 don't even wear Vic's Underwear
Think
before you start talkin' shit
Remember, I'm
the man with the diamonds and whips
I ain't
tryin' to beg, but a legend like those
speedos
I ain't gon get mad if you hump one of
my people
I keep tellin' you this is me you
talkin' to
Talkin' trash won't get you
nowhere, baby boo

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