Pouya - Keep In Touch Lyrics






I know you wanna keep in touch, but I gotta step my buck
Baby Bone don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch that wanna fuck
Unless she hella fine, then you could be mine
Only fuck a lil' while, then I gotta go get my-

Talkin' that money, I'm talkin' that money
Yes, I'm talking that money, I gotta get money
I'm talkin' that money, I need more money
Talkin' that money, I'm talkin' that money
Yes, I'm talking that money, I gotta get money
I'm talkin' that money, I need more money

Why they hatin' on me man, I really don't know
All I do is rap and show love at my shows
Yes, I been through a couple of hoes but they never meant shit to me though (Yuh)
I can see your games you tryna play me hoe (Tryna play me hoe)
It's time for you to slide, bitch I gotta ride (I gotta ride)
My homie need my help, even if I die (Even if I die)
I'mma do what I gotta do 'cause I ain't never been pie (Ain't never been pie)
I could look you in your eyes and tell that you lie

I know you wanna keep in touch, but I gotta step my buck
Baby Bone don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch that wanna fuck
Unless she hella fine, then you could be mine
Only fuck a lil' while, then I gotta go get my-

Talkin' that money, I'm talkin' that money
Yes, I'm talking that money, I gotta get money
I'm talkin' that money, I need more money
Talkin' that money, I'm talkin' that money
Yes, I'm talking that money, I gotta get money
I'm talkin' that money, I need more money

I know you wanna keep in touch, but I gotta step my buck
Baby Bone don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch that wanna fuck
Unless she hella fine, then you could be mine
Only fuck a lil' while, then I gotta go get my-

Talkin' that money, I'm talkin' that money
Yes, I'm talking that money, I gotta get money
I'm talkin' that money, I need more money
Talkin' that money, I'm talkin' that money
Yes, I'm talking that money, I gotta get money
I'm talkin' that money, I need more money





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  1. j.... ....

    They messed up the mix tape dalm man this shyt slaps

  2. S.... G....

    Three Six Mafia generation fan here. Don't judge me, but this song triggered my jazz side from 2:47-2:56. I love that smooth jazz ending to the song.

  3. o.... z....

    I could look you in the eyes and tell that you a lie.

  4. S.... S....

    underrated