Stop Talking (v2)

Oh-oh-oh (The Beat Asylum)

Yeah

I don't talk shit, I let the stick talk shit, shots to the chest, got em' crip walk-ing

I been getting high off the skywalk shit then I mix it up with the moonrock shit

Stick talk let the stick talk shit, shots to the chest make him crip walk shit

I been getting high off the skywalk shit then I mix it up with the moonrock shit

Mix it up with a little bit of that and a little bit of this

I told you baby I'm too high to take a pic

I understand you wanna vibe a little bit

But understand that I'm too high to give a shit

She told me I don't tell the truth I'm full of lies

I told her it's the ugly truth, don't be surprised

I told her I would only tell her one time now shut the fuck up and have a good time

When she walks in the room, you see Margiela on her shoes

But she's as shallow as a pool, so I don't know what to do at all

I don't talk shit, I let the stick talk shit, shots to the chest, got em' crip walk-ing

I been getting high off the skywalk shit then I mix it up with the moonrock shit

Stick talk let the stick talk shit, shots to the chest make him crip walk shit

I been getting high off the skywalk shit then I mix it up with the moonrock shit

When I walk in the room, I'll be walking to my doom

So I'll have my hand on a tool, I know they want me to lose, and fall

Bitches come in twos, so I'll admit I fucked a few

But just a few will never do, If I fuck one I guess, I gotta smash em' all

Don't get it confused, I'm nothing like these other dudes

I treat hoes like Pikachu's, I guess I gotta catch them all

I do what I wanna do, I know you're not amused

And I'm always on the move, I can teach you how to move

Got her wet like a kiddie pool, yeah she's a splasher

They know that I'm too ahead and they can't catch up

So when I walk in the room, I'll be walking to my doom

But I got my hand on my tool (Oh-oh-oh), they won't catch me slipping at all

I don't talk shit, I let the stick talk shit, shots to the chest, got em' crip walk-ing (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

I been getting high off the skywalk shit then I mix it up with the moonrock shit (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Stick talk let the stick talk shit, shots to the chest make him crip walk shit

I been getting high off the skywalk shit then I mix it up with the moonrock shit