Bekah - Talkin' sh** lyrics

[Intro: Cee] Eat, eat, eat, eat sh** x 4 [Verse: GMC] It's that Boom shaka-laka.... [Hook: Bekah] Everybody's feelin' this Why must you be, talkin' sh** Go head baby run your mouth What you say can't shut me down [Verse: Notion] Helllooo!!, Its My Turn, not like yall never ain't heard me before But as soon as I opened up, it crowed back to the front door Middle fingers like fu*k YALL, im sick of all you KNOW ALL's NO DAWG! this scene ain't got the time for you SHOW OFF's Your ears are up, yall thought we comin wit a remix Ya hands are all on me, like ya comin for my weed mix (& ya seeeee this!), just when you thought, we were-the-baddest We blasted through, and established, a position wit a little status Now you catch me down at Shami's goin banany's up in pajami's b**hes takin me home, & show me they panties,(yeh) Plenty s**ual antics, what we came, here-to-do, (yup) & when im about to bust a nut girl, I aim it at you, eh! Dont gets to runnin', get in the back of that van Ya can't be kickin the can, ya f**in up my immaculate plan Its louder than Lil Jon sh**, so turn it up I turn to a c*nt, wit the boys, when we gettin it CRUNK! whuut up! [Hook: Bekah] Everybody's feelin' this Why must you be, talkin' sh** Go head baby run your mouth What you say can't shut me down [Verse: Cee] Yeah, now this here's that MEL gully sh**, Leyton Hewitt ugly sh**, 6 and Pez funny sh**, f** it, they gonna love me, sh** What up with scummy kids pollutin' the scene huh That 'quick to shiv ya' sh** been more done than G's mum, (Ple-ease son) I'm at the tippity top of the game (And) I'm spittin' with a vision, there's no stoppin' me man (Then) Them hatin' f*ggots, eat a dick and just watch what you sayin' (Fam) Peace to the real heads who supported and came (Damn) The flow is flyer than f** Ain't no rappers higher than us and I got 'em climbin' my nuts, See I been in it since way back, my dues - paid that Mixtapes - made that, '06 - came back, Cee still the same cat, I'm sick (now y'all don't want it with him) With them flame raps, that's it, nobody f**in' with them (Melbourne) Yeah homie, what's really good? We finna rep the South East and shout outs to Shayne Hood, b**hes [Hook: Bekah] Everybody's feelin' this Why must you be, talkin' sh** Go head baby run your mouth What you say can't shut me down