Talk Too Much*

[Intro]

Mustard on that beat, ho

[Chorus]

Talk too much, baby, put it in your mouth

Says she's from the west coast, I love it better down the south (word, hey, hey, hey)

[Verse]

Say she rep the set though, flex though

Say she fell in love with Death Row

Back in 9-4 and I met her on the west coast

She gets the best smoke

I just really want your number

What´s your metro?

Girl, you know it's no vest, though

For the blessed, though

Valley outside, let's go

Lot of money in my jeans

Look light that passion

Girl need knee pads, pass that ass, Steve Nash

Girl, would you come and bounce that?

Let me bounce that, I need it counted

To help a nigga come and counter

Need a bouncer

To get you off me, how you bounce it?

Let me drown in the pussy, wetter than a fountain

Won't you put it in the rear for me, baby, mountain

Smoking gas, need a firm and to put it out'cha

Smoking on loud, they can't hear

I know it's gon' know when she whisper in my ear

[Chorus]

Talk too much, baby put it in your mouth

Says she's from the worst coast, I love it better down the south (word, hey, hey, hey, hey)