Fredo – Talk Of The Town Lyrics

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Fredo Talk Of The Town Lyrics, Talk Of The Town Lyrics by Fredo

Talk of the town I’m the talk of the town (Talk of the town)
Huh (Serious)
Walking around, I can’t be walking around (Be walking around, uh-uh)
What the fuck are they talking about? (Ay, bro)
Ay, ay, bro for real they talking ’bout this and that, but have you ever wondered like

What the fuck are they talking about?
Mans way too lit to be walking around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalking ’em down (Stalking)
If I cop more water, I’ll drown (Drown)
Plain Rollie, bussin’ it down (Down)
Plain AP, bussin’ it down (Bussin’ it down)
Women blush when we coming around (Coming around)
It gets lit when we come in the party (Party)
Call me Ken cause I come with the Barbies (Ken)
Said I would then I flooded the Carti (Flooded the Carti)
Can’t find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talking about (Huh?)
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin’ for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch

Been Persian (Persian)
Been Lurkin’ (Lurk)
Been peekin’, fiends curtains (Curtains)
Yo check out the whips, they been German
And I’m quicker in her box than Raheem Sterling (Raheem)
Since I fucked she ain’t left me alone
Running me down, texting my phone
Them guns bringing feds, it’s a mess on the roads
So I keep a Rambo like Sylvester Stallone
I’m smoking an opp, stressing for bro (Bro)
Don’t make it better, methods of coke (Coke)
How many got dipped in the face?
We roll up, jump out and christen the place
My mum used to phone up dem feds every week tell them how I’m missing again (Again)
But mummy, I never was missing I was with all my niggas in kitchens with ‘caine
This is a banger I did it again (Again)
Put BDK on a glittery chain (My nigga)
Think it cost more than a nigga that paid
It’s always a dumb bitch that’s giving me brain
Why cling ain’t hitting the same
I need a purple one, sticky like tape
Drop it in and we forking it out
I’ve been trapping from young what you talking about? (What you talking about?)

What the fuck are they talking about?
Mans way too lit to be walking around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalking ’em down (Stalking)
If I cop more water, I’ll drown (Drown)
Plain Rollie, bussin’ it down (Down)
Plain AP, bussin’ it down (Bussin’ it down)
Women blush when we coming around (Coming around)
It gets lit when we come in the party (Party)
Call me Ken cause I come with the Barbies (Ken)
Said I would then I flooded the Carti (Flooded the Carti)
Can’t find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talking about (Huh?)
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin’ for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch

What you tellin’ me?
This money turned love into jealousy, friends into enemies
I gotta make sure they remember me
Two birds let it go on the telephone
Yeah we bored them, then bored them again
When I get bored, I go board me a plane
City to city, they callin’ my name
Still got them nittys still callin’ for ‘caine
My girls know I’m coming for boredom
Them man fell in love when they saw them
Red was the colour that come out his organs
And all of my chain got more colour than Jordans (All of them)
Bullets hit him and he blatantly died
He may of survived, the ambulance just didn’t make it in time
Give me sixty-three grams and I’ll make it tonight (Night)
All them clothes that you buy tryna claim that you’re fly
But you ain’t got no guns so you’re naked my guy
Told her “For me, London’s bait in the night, if you wanna date let’s stay in Dubai” (Dubai)
No I can’t cook to be saving my life, but I’ll whip on an apron and bake me a pie (Whip it)
Sixty-thousand what they pay in Dubai
I’ll hold a Forty, the rest pay for the guys

What the fuck are they talking about?
Mans way too lit to be walking around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalking ’em down (Stalking)
If I cop more water, I’ll drown (Drown)
Plain Rollie, bussin’ it down (Down)
Plain AP, bussin’ it down (Bussin’ it down)
Women blush when we coming around (Coming around)
It gets lit when we come in the party (Party)
Call me Ken cause I come with the Barbies (Ken)
Said I would then I flooded the Carti (Flooded the Carti)
Can’t find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talking about (Huh?)
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin’ for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch

Written by; Fredo
Album/EP; Independence Day