Let's Talk $

[Chorus: T-Pain sample] Let me, let me, let me talk to you, said let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's, let's talk money, money I talk back, I talk Let me, let me, let me talk to you, said let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's, let's talk money, money I talk back, I talk Let me, let me, let me talk [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Ay, ay, these rappers rockin' fake jewels, mines is all real Diamonds on my Roley way before my record deal I'm fresh outta jail, worth about a mill And my money long like a football field Little Dickies pockets full of hundred dollar bills Finna pull it out, and show you how I feel First we pop bottles and the champagne spills They say, "Nipsey, what's that smell?" and I say "That's that kill" Shank costs a kilo, girls look Creole Smokin' on the good, sippin' on the Cliquot Take 'em to the hood, Nip be like a freak, though She gon' put her face to the wood like a peephole Now, when I talk to ya, I talk money like my teeth gold Pockets full of big faces, call 'em NipC-notes Cars never repoed, 'cause we don't ever lease those I look like money, bitch, so what I got to speak for, huh? [Chorus: T-Pain sample] Let me, let me, let me talk to you, said let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's, let's talk money, money I talk back, I talk Let me, let me, let me talk to you, said let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's, let's talk money, money I talk back, I talk Let me, let me, let me talk [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Listen, look, look, now let me talk to ya, let's talk money My wrist so rocky, my chain so chunky Now that I'm on TV, they say I'm actin' funny What, them niggas wanna hate me 'cause their bitches wanna fuck me? Pitchin' every penny, I'm flippin' every dollar So if you got a man, girlfriend, you should dash him We heavy in the club, throwin' money, poppin' bottles Your man ain't in the club, so when we leave you should follow We shuttin' down the street, burnin' rubber, hoppin' hollows Green on top of cheese, on top of chips like nachos Slauson Ave get cash, Neighborhood got dough And I got O's in the street like a pothole [Chorus: T-Pain sample] Let me, let me, let me talk to you, said let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's, let's talk money, money I talk back, I talk Let me, let me, let me talk to you, said let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's talk money Let me, let me talk to you, let's, let's talk money, money I talk back, I talk Let me, let me, let me talk