Niggaz Talk, Bitches Talk, Money Talks Too Lyrics

We're vibing out yall, we're vibing out yall

We're vibing out yall, yea yea yea yea

We're vibing out yall, we're vibing out yall

We're vibing out yall, yea yea yea yea (Bring in the chorus)

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too (Yea, yea)

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too (Yea, yea, yea, yea)

I got a homie that always talks about money

But never has enough whenever he needs it

The same homie talks about being lonely

But can never keep a woman who is decent

The type to fold under pressure you can see all of his creases

Ol' paper airplane ass nigga

Can never deliver

Dirty like a wino liver

I try to give him game but he thinks I'm so bitter

I just want to see him do better with is life

Instead of worrying about who's telling him goodnight

Whatever you can sell and whatever you can buy

Take all of that energy and go spend it with your wife real shit

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too (Yea, yea)

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too (Yea, yea, yea, yea)

I got a homegirl

Who made money her whole world

Dollar signs make her toes curl

If you ain't got it, you can't spend time

But if you got it, it is going down like a zipline

Walk-in bone dry, and leave with a spit shine

Blow you up like a trip mine, I think you get it

She used to be different back in the day

Then she went and did a 112 plus 69

For a buck, her hot tail will 69

And she will do this until the day she dies

Acting 19 when she's really 29

She got a degree to drop on her knees

One day she was at a party popping them beans

Looking for some dick to go drop in her spleen

She locked eyes with a man named... across the room

Right then she knew she wanted him to split apart her womb

They started talking about life and the difficulties that come with it

Be she only really wants him to fill up her circumference

He felt the same way so they parted ways from the function

So they can go eat, and I ain't talking about luncheon

They went to a telly, and he put it in her belly

She didn't even need no KY jelly she got that wet, wet

Up and down grinding like he's tryna break her second hymen

Diving deep all in her chest yes

Her eyes roll to the back of her head

It feels good like she rose back from the dead

She came so hard that she soaked the back of her legs, his lap, and the bed

She caught her nut so she's going back to the crib

A few days later she felt pain and had a smelly discharge

Went to the doctor to get checked but wasn't ready for this part

The doctor told her results that made her not want to breathe

She said I'm sorry sweetheart but you got the herpes, damn

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too (Yea, yea)

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too (Yea, yea, yea, yea)

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too

Niggaz talk, bitches talk, money talks too (Yea, yea)