Ty'eva - Talk Is Cheap

I got my own cash but I'd rather spend yours
You say you got so you need to gone and give it up
You talking that talk now let's see ya money walk
Over to the bar and order everything I want

Sex on the beach, blue mutha, fuzzy navel
Amaretto, bloody Mary and tequila
Margaritas with the lime
Hold up where you going
You said you was a shot caller
So I'm calling for another round of shots

Baby talk is cheap
So why you trying to shine
You know you really lying
Bout how much you'll spend on me
You're in here every week with them same lame lines
Flossing money like you got it
You need to stop it
Baby talk is cheap

Every time we're in the club
You be trying to show much love
But it don't work that way
Unless it's on pay day
You can brag all you want
But I know the truth about you
What I would do without you is buy my own
Cause you talk with aggressive words
And I heard that she kicked yo ass to the curb
And now you wanna come and flirt
Cause ya know your hurt
And your heart is feeling like dirt
So long, be gone, don't ask for my phone number
You're just an anxious, cheap, no good brother

Baby talk is cheap
So why you trying to shine
You know you really lying
Bout how much you'll spend on me
You're in here every week with them same lame lines
Flossing money like you got it
You need to stop it
Baby talk is cheap

Ooh girl look at him
He look like a baller em hmmm
Oh you gone buy me a drink
Alright, I wanna get me an amaretto sour
5 dollars
Hmmm, you can't afford 5 dollars boo
I can buy yo drink and mine, you cheap

Baby talk is cheap
So why you trying to shine
You know you really lying
Bout how much you'll spend on me
You're in here every week with them same lame lines
Flossing money like you got it
You need to stop it
Baby talk is cheap

Written by:
Addie Wright, Daran Brunson, Darren Brunson, Darrin Brunson, Teva Corley

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find