Joey Fatts - Pillow Talkin' lyrics

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Joey Fatts - Pillow Talkin' lyrics

[Verse 1: Joey Fatts] Met this little b**h last week She told me 'bout a n***a that she knew Ended up being the same n***a last month Acting tough in the middle of some sh** we got into, it's time to move Whenever it's tour time, I'm 'bout my business Had me peeking over your fence like Mr. Wilson Shorty said I turn her on like Keri Hilson Said she down to set him up so guarantee he 'bout to get it Many blocks with extensions, if he try get extended Hit him then hit the witness, we ain't tryin' to hit the prison That's a cold case, in the car, watch the Wrath Foreigns for his weight, boy That K turn a tough n***a Murda Ma$e, while he preachin' I'm lemon squeezin', say he 'bout that beefin' but he vegan Choppers chippin', I'm Chipper Jones when it's chippin' season Run up on him while he eatin', give me a reason [Hook: Joey Fatts] Masked up, my strong arm steady There's b**h n***as hiding, give a f** if he ready Have him [?] the mac and tell me, and run in with the sh** That's how a n***a get hit, pillow talking to a b**h Masked up, my strong arm steady There's b**h n***as hiding, give a f** if he ready Have him [?] the mac and tell me, and run in with the sh** That's how a n***a get hit, pillow talking to a b**h [Verse 2: Joey Fatts] Pillow talking could get you k**ed, n***a Guns loaded, masked up in your tilt, n***a I ain't playing, this sh** for real, n***a I should've known you ain't no real n***a I'm built for this sh**, these automatics spit then we dip Blake Griffin, two nines, 32 with these clips This n***a lips running loose to a b**h, that's where he lose Telling her all his moves, creep up on him while he snooze We make the news, dump the hammer and now a n***a on Back to the block where we flip it by the zone Chasing dough with that purple in my Styrofoam Screaming, "Rest in peace to the pimp," with a pocket full of stones And it's f** what you talking 'bout Had these cannons talk it out inside your momma house Watch your mouth and stop yapping to these hoes, n***a ‘Cause that same ho is telling me to come and get ya [Hook: Joey Fatts] Masked up, my strong arm steady There's b**h n***as hiding, give a f** if he ready Have him [?] the mac and tell me, and run in with the sh** That's how a n***a get hit, pillow talking to a b**h Masked up, my strong arm steady There's b**h n***as hiding, give a f** if he ready Have him [?] the mac and tell me, and run in with the sh** That's how a n***a get hit, pillow talking to a b**h [Outro: Krondon] Hydro, eyes low, I know the Bible So survival a second nature, n***a, know it's vital Rusty rifle, rush to fight you, fill a vacant title Got her sniffing white, chase it with [?] Screaming on her like a ma** choir, sh** Police rush, a n***a had priors, she's wired Admire my South Central satire Steady gang, it's no thing to flatten tires

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