Lets Talk About It (Interlude) (Album Version)

Lets Talk About It (Interlude) (Album Version)

Carl Thomas

"Let's Talk About It"
[Jermaine Dupri]
Uh huh, oh
Oh, damn baby
Shit...........
How you get all that in them jeans?
Nevermind that, you hear this?
It's that Star Trak
Clipse, (get down!)
So So Def
[Verse 1 - Pusha T]
Question - ask any nigga
Rapper or a hustler, who rocks is bigger?
[Pharrell Williams] - The rapper!
Naw, dawg, go figure
With the V12, I make that straight killa
I flood the block, I hug the glock
I have a whole neighborhood that seen a thug to stop (Stop!)
Cause I show 'em what Waco see, then hit the district can't visit to Jac-o-be
I like my diamonds colored, watch it smothered (me too)
Show off at the place of jewels, let the white man love it (hahaha)
I'm too much, got bitches out for me
Bring 'em home, give 'em they choice of balcony
She said "We can have more fun", I said "How can we?"
Then she brought her girl in and ate her out for me, wow (Wow!)
All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question
[Chorus - Jermaine Dupri]
You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby
You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby
want to talk about cars? Lets talk about it
want to talk about a house? Lets talk about it
want to talk about jewels? Lets talk about it
want to talk about money? don't talk without it
want to talk about chicks? Lets talk about it
want to talk about hits? Lets talk about it
want to talk about cris? Lets talk about it
But when you talk about cash, don't talk without it
[Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri]
Now as the game rotates, and my chrome gets bigger
More and more girls want to fuck this nigga
Hard for a chick not to stick around
When I come through town, layin my dick down
They can tell a true playa by the clothes that I wear
Game that I spit, and the length of my hair (Ok)
The more I come, the more I cum, get it?
What you see now, I been done did it
Every girl around, I been done hit it
Cars been kited, since I was sixteen
And yes, I'm still spendin' that Kris Kross creme (haha)
Big boy moves, big boy shine
Big boy watch tell big boy time
Everybody know I got the recipe, so you know ya'll niggas can't mess with me
Matter of fact, I don't even gotta say no mo' (Oh)

Written by WHITEHEAD, JOHN / MCFADDEN, GENE / CARSTARPHEN, VICTOR / THOMAS, CARL / ANGELETTIE, DERIC
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing

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