paroles de chanson Talk - ZackTaylor
Talk
is
cheap,
why
you
think
they
have
ability
to
speak
Don't
Raven
me,
if
the
faces
ain't
mystique
Created
classics
with
the
value
of
antiques
Back
when
I
had
golden
dragons
in
my
jeans
Pull
the
chariot
around,
them
horses
mean
Top
missing,
as
I
sweep
I'm
Mr.
clean
Tell
em
blow
me
as
I
stir
the
pot
with
steam
What
you
mean,
I'm
living
out
your
dreams
Y'all
still
preparing
candle
vigils
for
my
opps
My
meals
will
make
your
stomach
turn
knowing
the
cost
The
coldest
couple
sub
zero
will
need
his
frost
Lathered
in
boss,
I
need
to
rinse
off
in
Voss
Shit,
at
this
point
there
can't
be
much
to
try
to
keep
up
with
Oh
wait
I'm
done
being
the
humbled
time
to
huddle
chips
Sit
at
my
slot
don't
mean
you
bouta
pull
a
7 flip
Your
mans
a
sudden
trip,
because
you
wish
to
cuddle
trick
Don't
get
me
wrong
I'm
sorta
flattered
but
I'm
spoken
for
Funny
how
folks
will
have
no
ammo
but
provoke
a
war
Man
I've
been
drifting
continental
how
I
close
the
floor
Dawg
I'm
a
locavore
and
know
that
Talk
is
cheap,
why
you
think
they
have
ability
to
speak
Don't
Raven
me,
if
the
faces
ain't
mystique
Created
classics
with
the
value
of
antiques
Back
when
I
had
golden
dragons
in
my
jeans
Pull
the
chariot
around,
them
horses
mean
Top
missing,
as
I
sweep
I'm
Mr.
clean
Tell
em
blow
me
as
I
stir
the
pot
with
steam
What
you
mean,
I'm
living
out
your
dreams
So
just
wake
up,
my
bad
Mamacita
glowing
with
no
makeup
Try
shooting
shots,
I'm
still
the
one
she
crave
to
layup
I
see
them
haters
broke
down
to
see
Im
paid
up,
wait
up
Is
what
they
say
I
raised
the
stakes
within
my
prime
and
it's
filet
Blew
couple
stacks
for
holiday
and
was
for
play
From
all
the
shine
I
see
why
they
would
throw
the
shade
Or
common
hate,
nobody's
smiling
with
you
fakes
They
said
I
had
the
devil
in
me
living
lukewarm
But
I'm
a
God
so
go
and
figure
all
the
new
storms
My
steps
were
fit
for
number
1 without
a
shoe
horn
And
that's
the
true
norm,
don't
care
if
Talk
is
cheap,
why
you
think
they
have
ability
to
speak
Don't
Raven
me,
if
the
faces
ain't
mystique
Created
classics
with
the
value
of
antiques
Back
when
I
had
golden
dragons
in
my
jeans
Pull
the
chariot
around,
them
horses
mean
Top
missing,
as
I
sweep
I'm
Mr.
clean
Tell
em
blow
me
as
I
stir
the
pot
with
steam
What
you
mean,
I'm
living
out
your
dreams

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