Talk 2 Me Nice ft. Noah Lyrics

Talk to me nice

Talk to me nice, yeah talk to me

Talk to me nice, yeah talk to me nice

Talk to me nice, baby talk with me

Why you gotta be so rude

Bands on me yeah you know my hundreds blue

Know I put you in the gucci boots

Talk to me nice why you gotta be rude

Talk to me nice little baby you’re my boo

Talk to me nice why you gotta be rude

I put everything between for you

I bought a brand new ring for you

Aye Yves Saint Laurent yeah you love vetements

Gucci on your wrist yeah you love yo new watch

Yeah you love your new baguettes

Yeah iced out watch you flex

Iced out baguettes put them diamonds on yo neck

Uh yeah she gon fuck me in the benz

Ima go fuck on her friends

If she gon be rude again

Yeah yeah rockstar ima rockstar

Yeah uh pop star ima pop star

Talk to me nice

Talk to me nice, yeah talk to me

Talk to me nice, yeah talk to me nice

Talk to me nice, baby talk with me

Why you gotta be so rude

Bands on me yeah you know my hundreds blue

Know I put you in the gucci boots

Talk to me nice why you gotta be rude

Yeah baby

You rockin prada oh

i’m never round no

You never saw him oh

I’m like 400

My feet running

It’s summer coming

And i know they ain’t wit nothing yeah

They tryna talk bout me they know they can’t discuss him woah

You know i walk up wit that drip that shit disgusting

You know we bustin

Point ruston

All my niggas in this function

What u on bitch

You gon know knowing nothing

I’m Lebron bitch

Blocking niggas and i’m scoring

You know i’m high i’m soaring

But i ain’t hitting suorin

Talk to me nice

Talk to me nice, yeah talk to me

Talk to me nice, yeah talk to me nice

Talk to me nice, baby talk with me

Why you gotta be so rude

Bands on me yeah you know my hundreds blue

Know I put you in the gucci boots

Talk to me nice why you gotta be rude