Lyrics : Travis Porter Ft. Waka Flocka Flame Lyrics : : Hell You Talmbout

Hell You Talmbout Lyrics - Travis Porter Ft. Waka Flocka Flame

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Hit da club jump
tha whole line
Hell you talmbout
Fuck a quarter
We get da whole pound
Hell you talmbout
Said that I aint got it on me right now
Hell you talmbout
Fuck around tha whole hood hold me down
Hell you talmbout
Ah, Ah, da hell you talmbout
What da hell you talmbout

Travis Porter hit tha limit zone 6 kickin it
(Words that Idk) Got tha bad girls feelin it
Travis Porter, Waka, Frenchie, man this shit ridiculous
Drop that turnt up and got tha whole club feeling this
Riverdale to East
Atlanta man I know you sick of me
O lets do it stayin on some pimpin shit
Never know what Imma say tha way that I be flippin it
Never got a hit, man, the way that I be pitching it

Hit da club jump tha whole line
Hell you talmbout
Fuck a quarter
We get da whole pound
Hell you talmbout
Said that I aint got it on me right now
Hell you talmbout
Fuck around tha whole hood hold me down
Hell you talmbout
Ah, Ah, da hell you talmbout
What da hell you talmbout

What tha hell you talking bout?
I don't think you understand
I got stacks on top of stacks my wallet is rubberbands
F.R.E.N.C.H.I.E.
I said in my last rhyme this is tha las time
Let a nigga try me
Squad and Travis Porter lets get this game in order
Still dunking with Waka Flame crusin in your daughter
A hundred nigga at tha door but Imma jump tha line
I aint got no time to wait
PATIENCE COME WITH TIME

I might dress this way but dont take it wrong
what you think they call me Ali for
I'll crack your dome
Oh my god so dont come at wrong Travis and
So Icey we like 5-0 strong
Oh my god Oh my god
so I suggest you not tha whole
East Atlanta with me what tha you talmbout

Gettin money, gettin money, all these nigga talk about
I aint never flexed up in my song
HELL YOU TALMBOUT

Hit da club jump tha whole line
Hell you talmbout
Fuck a quarter
We get da whole pound
Hell you talmbout
Said that I aint got it on me right now
Hell you talmbout
Fuck around tha whole hood hold me down
Hell you talmbout
Ah, Ah, da hell you talmbout
What da hell you talmbout

All tha way turnt up
Drunk as fuck, jumpin off the furniture
Breakfast at tha waffle house 20 sausage biscuits
Hold up excuse ma'am what come on a sausage biscuit
Hold up freeze let me get my team
Call my nigga flocka
tell him bring tha whole thing
Now who tha hell you talmout?
Who tha hell are you?
Say you got a pistol
who tha hell you gonna shoot?

I love tha way they run their mouth
My name is always in their mouth
I'll have them run up in your house
If I was you I'd watch my mouth

Dollars in my wallet
I got dollars in my pocket
I GOT MONEY
6 squad Brick Squad till I die
In tha club high yes im always fresh and fly
Man I'm fly like bird, cuz I'm high like a plane
It can be tha first of June I can bring May back
Hell you talmbout have them goons runnin asap


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