Youngfellaz

Youngfellaz - Too Much Talking lyrics

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[Hook: Maximillian]



I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking



I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working



[Verse 1: Twin]



I don't do too much talking

I just get right to the working



If you do too much flossin

I'll have you robbed by the first



You got her grinding for a purse

I got her grinding for a milli



My niggas really with it

And this time we sticking with it



I got to get it now I'm sick of f**kin in a civic

I need that success and everything that comes with it



Them nigga be hating

But I don't understand it tho



Them bitches been f**king

We got that damn antidote



I got what you need know

What the f**k do you mean



If you down for me shawty

Then you down for the team



Always kept it real I'm not selling no dreams

Got money on me yeah that's Gucci on me



He hating on me because his shawty on me

Ive been working nigga got diamonds on me



I'm stacking it up, I be riding the beat



[Hook: Maximillian]



I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking



I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working



[Verse 2: Maximillian]



I don't do too much talking with it

Tell your girl that fell off I hit it



I made her hurl when i copped the henny

I made it purr when i popped the kitty



I got lost like diddy

You cock block a biddy



Im on the 401, making gwop and 50

Straight drop im litty, maybach im sittin



Inside, all my niggas going get it in time

With the stars on the roof



Give my momma the coupe

Presidental tints like obama would do



Did you ever really think

What that trauma would do?



When i pull up on your crew

Think your harmless with tools



You going get it on two & one

Extra points for the joint



Mami do and one

Got loot and funds in the savings



Imma hit it, like drums when i cave in

Im trill like bun no pill no lean



Just my lungs going take that beat

You get pumped lift off your feet



Like a reebok nigga we got that reach

They from tdot nigga but im in that six



Mercedes..the ladies, going bend that dick

Im crazy and hazey im on that piff



I came with the majors we on that shit!



[Hook: Maximillian]



I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking

I don't do too much talking



I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working

I just get right to the working



[Verse 3: Tyma]



I just get right to the working

Stayed quiet, look my life open curtain



Shit changed but I fight when its urgent

Lock your doors cause I'm purging



No money, no funny I'm allergic

You're honey act funny I'm a curve it



Sweet piece of the pie got the birds all chirping

Tweet tweet, now we all got em nervous



Stay fly, we aint talking on purpose

The sky be the limit, I'm grinding off henny



YGF niggas stay silent, you mimic

Why you still trying when we see you don't fit in



Mami want me to be zaddy

A freak in the sheets yes she still call me asking



Big tyme niggas I'm laughing

You wanna play the fence



I just wanna see a mansion

Cold heart, niggas don't chance him



When I step in the place

Niggas screaming out the man here



Paid in full, look I manage

F**k ya'll thought I've been chancing



Ive been on road since my niggas got locked

Dealt with a whole lotta pain, difference is I bounce back



She wanted the most only down fall was her talking

I had to cut her off just as soon as the bitch walked in
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