Lyrical Breakdown of Talk To Me Nicely (Ft. Meek Mill) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Talk To Me Nicely (Ft. Meek Mill)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Fabolous weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Talk To Me Nicely (Ft. Meek Mill)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Lil' fish
Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely
Only fuck expensive hoes if they pricey
Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee
Feel like Fabo', think she like me
Big bad, bitch bad
Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags
Switchin' lanes, speedin' past
Gimme brain, bitch bad
Yuh
The last nigga you was fuckin' was a wannabe
I know you would fell in love when you start fuckin' me
Count a milli' all alone, don't want no company
Bitch, I'm a boss, you gotta come to me (You gotta come to me, baby)
And shawty wanna live that fast life (Tryna live that life)
I'm fuckin' with you, better act right
Put some shit all on your wrist, look like a flashlight
So when I want some pussy please don't make me ask twice (Please)
Give me head on a yacht (On a yacht)
In the air, on the jet, give me that twat (In the air)
Ain't got not time to spend but I been spendin' a lot (Spendin' a lot)
No selfies in my bathroom, you makin' it hot, woah
Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely
Only fuck and expensive hoes if they pricey
Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee
Feel like Fabo', think she like me, woah
Big bad, bitch bad
Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags
Switchin' lanes, speedin' past
Gimme brain, bitch bad, woah
Yeah, I'm just a sniper with a rifle, baby
You out here lookin' like the type of girl you wife up, baby
I got a trip to Paris for a couple nights with baby
She gotta make it stand taller than the Eiffel, baby
If you're working for me I'ma boss your life up, baby
Have you flexin' on your ex, bein' spiteful, baby
Fuck with me, I keep them goofies out your cypher, baby
I can spot the back-stabbers 'fore they pick the knife up, baby
Yeah, she say, "Talk to me nice" (Yeah, yeah)
Or don't talk to me twice (Oh, no)
But they still gon' fall through (Yeah, yeah)
Like they walked on thin ice
They know the fuckin' vibes
Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely
Only fuck expensive hoes if they pricey
Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee
Feel like Fabo', think she like me
Big bad, bitch bad
Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags
Switchin' lanes, spin past
Gimme brain, bitch bad
Whip fast, zip past
Give me neck up in that foreign, whiplash
Trips, cash, wrist, glass
That designer get a wave, drip, splash, yeah
Fire mamí keep it spicy, yeah
So cool, I keep it icy, yeah
Livin' fancy, never feisty, yeah
Keep it shiny, never shiesty, yeah
Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely
Only fuck expensive hoes if they pricey
Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee
Feel like Fabo', think she like me
Big bad, bitch bad
Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags
Switchin' lanes, spin past
Gimme brain, bitch bad, woah
That-that-that, that-that that be Maaly