| Song | Talkin' Ain't Walkin' |
| Artist | Lil Wyte |
| Album | The One and Only |
| 作曲 : Beauregard, Houston, Lanshaw | |
| Haters Talkin But Haters Aint Walkin | |
| Into This Fuckin Fire | |
| These Haters Aint Walkin Into This Fire | |
| Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
| Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
| Slap That Sucka im gay | |
| Slap That Sucka | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| Yeah They Call Me Lil Wyte | |
| Im Back Out On The Grind | |
| Im Drinkin Everyday | |
| Im Smokein On Some pine | |
| I Gotta Do It Big Until The Day I Die | |
| You Cool Wit Me In My Face But A Hater In disguise (What) | |
| You Can Git slapped down | |
| When Im In Yo Town | |
| Poppin Off Some Rounds | |
| When Im On That crown | |
| We Usually Pull Up Slow Wit Lights Off An Guns Drawn | |
| Everything About To Go You Aint No Hood Good So Go Home | |
| Take It Easy They Dont Want Shit Except Ya Life | |
| Theyll Even Take A Small Bribe Some Coke An Ya Wife | |
| You Shoulda Thought About Sercomstances Repercusions And Consequensis | |
| But Ya Diddnt Now Ya Swimmin Somewhere In Tha Mississippi. | |
| [Chorus: x2] | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| I Aint Gon Nowhere I Been Chillin In The Same Cut | |
| Smokin On The Same Blunt | |
| Feelin On Tha Same Butts | |
| Still Fuck Wit Tha Six Still Roll Wit Some Killers | |
| Still Hang Wit A Big Click An Kick It Wit Drug Dealers | |
| So What Ya Wanna Do | |
| I Can Have Ya Whole Crew | |
| Hogtied buried alive Undaneath The Swimmin Pool | |
| But No Im Not An Evil Dude | |
| Fact Im Pretty Fuckin Humble | |
| 400 Thousand Records Independet Cant My Stomache Bubble | |
| An Im Jus Gettin Started Pimpin | |
| You Aint Seen Retarded Pimpin | |
| Fuck It Ill Be Modest To be Im The Fuckin Hardest Pimpin | |
| I Can Spit It Hard This Year Yet Horrific At The Same Time | |
| Can kill ya Bring ya To Life And Get Ya high Wit The Same rymes. | |
| [Chorus: x2] | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| OK u ask me how i do it i call it White Boy Magic | |
| Im Not The Only One wit it I Jus Flash it wit A Passion | |
| I Been missin in action but Now Im Back White Rappers Betta Duck And Hide | |
| And For All The Haters I Have Arived So Guard Ya Grill And adjust ya Eyes | |
| Smoke On Keep Cheefin | |
| I Aint Tryin To Ruin Ya Weekend | |
| But Ill Fuck Ya Mother and Show You The Real Meanin Of Beefin | |
| I Been Grindin while you whinin | |
| I Be Shinein Like A Diamond | |
| You thaught this dirt would still be worthless if i was a realter buildin dollars | |
| But Keep Ya Head Up I Wasnt Tryin To Destroy Ya Dreams | |
| Like Katt Wiliams Said Its All Good Pimpin U Can Hate on me | |
| The More U Talk The More It Lets Me Know I Walk | |
| I Do It Fly | |
| So Keep Ya Mouth Open Runnin It At all Times Mothafucker. | |
| [Chorus: x2] |
| zuò qǔ : Beauregard, Houston, Lanshaw | |
| Haters Talkin But Haters Aint Walkin | |
| Into This Fuckin Fire | |
| These Haters Aint Walkin Into This Fire | |
| Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
| Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
| Slap That Sucka im gay | |
| Slap That Sucka | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Yeah They Call Me Lil Wyte | |
| Im Back Out On The Grind | |
| Im Drinkin Everyday | |
| Im Smokein On Some pine | |
| I Gotta Do It Big Until The Day I Die | |
| You Cool Wit Me In My Face But A Hater In disguise What | |
| You Can Git slapped down | |
| When Im In Yo Town | |
| Poppin Off Some Rounds | |
| When Im On That crown | |
| We Usually Pull Up Slow Wit Lights Off An Guns Drawn | |
| Everything About To Go You Aint No Hood Good So Go Home | |
| Take It Easy They Dont Want Shit Except Ya Life | |
| Theyll Even Take A Small Bribe Some Coke An Ya Wife | |
| You Shoulda Thought About Sercomstances Repercusions And Consequensis | |
| But Ya Diddnt Now Ya Swimmin Somewhere In Tha Mississippi. | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| Verse 2: | |
| I Aint Gon Nowhere I Been Chillin In The Same Cut | |
| Smokin On The Same Blunt | |
| Feelin On Tha Same Butts | |
| Still Fuck Wit Tha Six Still Roll Wit Some Killers | |
| Still Hang Wit A Big Click An Kick It Wit Drug Dealers | |
| So What Ya Wanna Do | |
| I Can Have Ya Whole Crew | |
| Hogtied buried alive Undaneath The Swimmin Pool | |
| But No Im Not An Evil Dude | |
| Fact Im Pretty Fuckin Humble | |
| 400 Thousand Records Independet Cant My Stomache Bubble | |
| An Im Jus Gettin Started Pimpin | |
| You Aint Seen Retarded Pimpin | |
| Fuck It Ill Be Modest To be Im The Fuckin Hardest Pimpin | |
| I Can Spit It Hard This Year Yet Horrific At The Same Time | |
| Can kill ya Bring ya To Life And Get Ya high Wit The Same rymes. | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| Verse 3: | |
| OK u ask me how i do it i call it White Boy Magic | |
| Im Not The Only One wit it I Jus Flash it wit A Passion | |
| I Been missin in action but Now Im Back White Rappers Betta Duck And Hide | |
| And For All The Haters I Have Arived So Guard Ya Grill And adjust ya Eyes | |
| Smoke On Keep Cheefin | |
| I Aint Tryin To Ruin Ya Weekend | |
| But Ill Fuck Ya Mother and Show You The Real Meanin Of Beefin | |
| I Been Grindin while you whinin | |
| I Be Shinein Like A Diamond | |
| You thaught this dirt would still be worthless if i was a realter buildin dollars | |
| But Keep Ya Head Up I Wasnt Tryin To Destroy Ya Dreams | |
| Like Katt Wiliams Said Its All Good Pimpin U Can Hate on me | |
| The More U Talk The More It Lets Me Know I Walk | |
| I Do It Fly | |
| So Keep Ya Mouth Open Runnin It At all Times Mothafucker. | |
| Chorus: x2 |