Talkin’ Shit

[Intro: Cee]

Eat, eat, eat, eat shit x 4

[Verse: GMC]
It's that Boom shaka-laka....

[Hook: Bekah]
Everybody's feelin' this
Why must you be, talkin' shit
Go head baby run your mouth
What you say can't shut me down

[Verse: Notion]

Helllooo!!, Its My Turn, not like yall never ain't heard me before
But as soon as I opened up, it crowed back to the front door
Middle fingers like FUCK YALL, im sick of all you KNOW ALL's
NO DAWG! this scene ain't got the time for you SHOW OFF's
Your ears are up, yall thought we comin wit a remix
Ya hands are all on me, like ya comin for my weed mix
(& ya seeeee this!), just when you thought, we were-the-baddest
We blasted through, and established, a position wit a little status
Now you catch me down at Shami's goin banany's up in pajami's
Bitches takin me home, & show me they panties,(yeh)
Plenty sexual antics, what we came, here-to-do, (yup)
& when im about to bust a nut girl, I aim it at you, eh!
Dont gets to runnin', get in the back of that van
Ya can't be kickin the can, ya fuckin up my immaculate plan
Its louder than Lil Jon shit, so turn it up
I turn to a cunt, wit the boys, when we gettin it CRUNK! whuut up!

[Hook: Bekah]
Everybody's feelin' this
Why must you be, talkin' shit
Go head baby run your mouth
What you say can't shut me down

[Verse: Cee]

Yeah, now this here's that MEL gully shit, Leyton Hewitt ugly shit,
6 and Pez funny shit, fuck it, they gonna love me, shit
What up with scummy kids pollutin' the scene huh
That 'quick to shiv ya' shit been more done than G's mum,
(Ple-ease son) I'm at the tippity top of the game
(And) I'm spittin' with a vision, there's no stoppin' me man
(Then) Them hatin' faggots, eat a dick and just watch what you sayin'
(Fam) Peace to the real heads who supported and came
(Damn) The flow is flyer than fuck
Ain't no rappers higher than us and I got 'em climbin' my nuts,
See I been in it since way back, my dues - paid that
Mixtapes - made that, '06 - came back,
Cee still the same cat, I'm sick (now y'all don't want it with him)
With them flame raps, that's it, nobody fuckin' with them
(Melbourne) Yeah homie, what's really good?
We finna rep the South East and shout outs to Shayne Hood, bitches

[Hook: Bekah]
Everybody's feelin' this
Why must you be, talkin' shit
Go head baby run your mouth
What you say can't shut me down