Talm Bout
Chris Brown Lyrics


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Look at these bitches on me
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Bitches on me and my homies
Tryna get all the clout
She just want the money like it's all free
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me

Girl, you ain't no good, you keep tellin' lies
This here what you want, you ain't gotta hide
I can see the fake written all over your face
Won't run no game with me, you know that's a mistake
Know I keep it real, this ain't no disguise
Girl, you know you bad, that ain't no surprise
You get what you want when that ass in my face
And you do it for fun, girl, you love the chase

If you want the cash, then, baby, make it drop
Give you what you ask 'til you get to the top
Know you won't be lonely if you come through tonight (no)
I wanna bring a friend, we could get to it right

Look at these bitches on me
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Bitches all been my homies
Tryna get all the clout
She just want the money like it's all free
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me
Look at these bitches on me
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Bitches all been my homies
Tryna get all the clout (oh, she)
She just want the money like it's all free
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me

You be doin' magic every time you dance
Make it disappear when you use no hands
Know what to do
You don't mind workin' 'cause you're comfortable
Girl, your loyalty, it don't stand a chance
You been all around, you been makin' plans
To circle right back
Your actions loud, baby, keep it like that, yeah

If you want the cash, baby, make it drop
Give you what you ask, so you get to the top
Know you won't be lonely if you come through tonight
Could bring a friend, we could get to it right (yeah)

Look at these bitches on me
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? (Oh)
Bitches on me and my homies
Tryna get all the clout (yeah-yeah)
She just want the money like it's all free
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me
Look at these bitches on me (oh, yeah)
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? (fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)
Bitches on me and my homies
Tryna get all the clout (yeah, oh, she)
She just want the money like it's all free (all free)
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me

Lot of racks on me
Lot of racks on me
On me, on me, oh
Lot of racks on me
Lot of racks on me
(Ah-ah)
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Ooh-ooh (oh-oh)
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me

Look at these bitches on me
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Bitches on me and my homies
Tryna get all the clout
She just want the money like it's all free
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me
Look at these bitches on me
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Bitches on me and my homies
Tryna get all the clout (oh, she)




She just want the money like it's all free
'Cause I got a lot of racks on me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Chris Brown's song "Talm' Bout" discuss his encounters with women who are only interested in his fame, wealth, and material possessions. He addresses these women with a sense of skepticism and awareness of their intentions. The repeated phrase "Look at these bitches on me, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?" conveys his frustration towards those who try to gain attention or use him for personal gain. He recognizes their desire for money, but he also acknowledges his own success and abundance, as evidenced by the line "She just want the money like it's all free, 'Cause I got a lot of racks on me."


In the second verse, Chris Brown praises a particular woman for her unique qualities. He mentions her dancing skills and how she captivates him with her movements, implying that she stands out from others who only want his money. He appreciates her loyalty and implies that she makes him feel comfortable. However, he also recognizes that she has made plans with others in the past, cautioning her to continue to keep her actions consistent and genuine.


Line by Line Meaning

Look at these bitches on me
I have attracted the attention of many women


Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
What are you trying to say or imply?


Bitches on me and my homies
Women are showing interest in both me and my friends


Tryna get all the clout
Trying to gain attention and popularity


She just want the money like it's all free
She is only interested in money and thinks it comes easily


'Cause I got a lot of racks on me
I have a large amount of money


Girl, you ain't no good, you keep tellin' lies
You are not trustworthy, constantly lying


This here what you want, you ain't gotta hide
You desire this situation, no need to conceal it


I can see the fake written all over your face
I can easily see through your deceitful nature


Won't run no game with me, you know that's a mistake
Don't try to deceive me, it will be a regrettable choice


Know I keep it real, this ain't no disguise
I always stay authentic, no need to pretend


Girl, you know you bad, that ain't no surprise
You are well aware of your attractiveness, it's not unexpected


You get what you want when that ass in my face
You achieve your desires when you use your physical appeal


And you do it for fun, girl, you love the chase
You enjoy the thrill of pursuing and being pursued


If you want the cash, then, baby, make it drop
If you want money, demonstrate it through your actions


Give you what you ask 'til you get to the top
I will provide what you request until you achieve success


Know you won't be lonely if you come through tonight (no)
I assure you won't feel alone if you join me tonight


I wanna bring a friend, we could get to it right
I desire to invite another person so we can have a good time


You be doin' magic every time you dance
Your dancing is mesmerizing and captivating


Make it disappear when you use no hands
You impressively make moves without needing your hands


Know what to do
You are experienced and skillful


You don't mind workin' 'cause you're comfortable
You are willing to put in effort because you are confident


Girl, your loyalty, it don't stand a chance
Your loyalty is not strong or reliable


You been all around, you been makin' plans
You have been socializing and making future arrangements


To circle right back
To return to where you started or reconnect


Your actions loud, baby, keep it like that, yeah
Your behavior is noticeable and impactful, continue in the same way


Lot of racks on me
I possess a significant amount of money


On me, on me, oh
Referring to the presence of money around me


Ooh, ooh
Expressing excitement or pleasure


Could bring a friend, we could get to it right (yeah)
You have the option to bring a friend and we can enjoy ourselves




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Brian Bates, Chris Brown, Jamal Gaines, Patrizio Pigliapaco, Terrence Thomas, Torin Martinez, Tre'Von Waters

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@liminality8791

Brown was driving a vehicle with Robyn F. as the front passenger on an unknown street in Los Angeles. Robyn F. picked up Brown's cellular phone and observed a three-page text message from a woman who Brown had a previous sexual relationship with.
A verbal argument ensued and Brown pulled the vehicle over on an unknown street, reached over Robyn F. with his right hand, opened the car door and attempted to force her out. Brown was unable to force Robyn F. out of the vehicle because she was wearing a seat belt. When he could not force her to exit, he took his right hand and shoved her head against he passenger window of the vehicle, causing an approximate one-inch raised circular contusion.
Robyn F. turned to face Brown and he punched her in the left eye with his right hand. He then drove away in the vehicle and continued to punch her in the face with his right hand while steering the vehicle with his left hand. The assault caused Robyn F.'s mouth to fill with blood and blood to splatter all over her clothing and the interior of the vehicle.
Brown looked at Robyn F. and stated, 'I'm going to beat the sh-- out of you when we get home! You wait and see!'
Robyn F. then used her cell phone to call her personal assistant Jennifer Rosales, who did not answer. Robyn F. pretended to talk to her and stated, 'I'm on my way home. Make sure the police are there when I get there.'
After Robyn F. faked the call, Brown looked at her and stated, 'You just did the stupidest thing ever! Now I'm really going to kill you!'
Brown resumed punching Robyn F. and she interlocked her fingers behind her head and brought her elbows forward to protect her face. She then bent over at the waist, placing her elbows and face near her lap in [an] attempt to protect her face and head from the barrage of punches being levied upon her by Brown.
Brown continued to punch Robyn F. on her left arm and hand, causing her to suffer a contusion on her left triceps that was approximately two inches in diameter and numerous contusions on her left hand.
Robyn F. then attempted to send a text message to her other personal assistant, Melissa Ford. Brown snatched the cellular telephone out of her hand and threw it out of the window onto an unknown street.
Brown continued driving and Robyn F. observed his cellular telephone sitting in his lap. She picked up the cellular telephone with her left hand and before she could make a call he placed her in a head lock with his right hand and continued to drive the vehicle with his left hand.
Brown pulled Robyn F. close to him and bit her on her left ear. She was able to feel the vehicle swerving from right to left as Brown sped away. He stopped the vehicle in front of 333 North June Street and Robyn F. turned off the car, removed the key from the ignition and sat on it.
Brown did not know what she did with the key and began punching her in the face and arms. He then placed her in a head lock positioning the front of her throat between his bicep and forearm. Brown began applying pressure to Robyn F.'s left and right carotid arteries, causing her to be unable to breathe and she began to lose consciousness.
She reached up with her left hand and began attempting to gouge his eyes in an attempt to free herself. Brown bit her left ring and middle fingers and then released her. While Brown continued to punch her, she turned around and placed her back against the passenger door. She brought her knees to her chest, placed her feet against Brown's body and began pushing him away. Brown continued to punch her on the legs and feet, causing several contusions.
Robyn F. began screaming for help and Brown exited the vehicle and walked away. A resident in the neighborhood heard Robyn F.'s plea for help and called 911, causing a police response. An investigation was conducted and Robyn F. was issued a Domestic Violence Emergency Protective Order.

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@liminality8791

And only the best of hits on women too

Brown was driving a vehicle with Robyn F. as the front passenger on an unknown street in Los Angeles. Robyn F. picked up Brown's cellular phone and observed a three-page text message from a woman who Brown had a previous sexual relationship with.
A verbal argument ensued and Brown pulled the vehicle over on an unknown street, reached over Robyn F. with his right hand, opened the car door and attempted to force her out. Brown was unable to force Robyn F. out of the vehicle because she was wearing a seat belt. When he could not force her to exit, he took his right hand and shoved her head against he passenger window of the vehicle, causing an approximate one-inch raised circular contusion.
Robyn F. turned to face Brown and he punched her in the left eye with his right hand. He then drove away in the vehicle and continued to punch her in the face with his right hand while steering the vehicle with his left hand. The assault caused Robyn F.'s mouth to fill with blood and blood to splatter all over her clothing and the interior of the vehicle.
Brown looked at Robyn F. and stated, 'I'm going to beat the sh-- out of you when we get home! You wait and see!'
Robyn F. then used her cell phone to call her personal assistant Jennifer Rosales, who did not answer. Robyn F. pretended to talk to her and stated, 'I'm on my way home. Make sure the police are there when I get there.'
After Robyn F. faked the call, Brown looked at her and stated, 'You just did the stupidest thing ever! Now I'm really going to kill you!'
Brown resumed punching Robyn F. and she interlocked her fingers behind her head and brought her elbows forward to protect her face. She then bent over at the waist, placing her elbows and face near her lap in [an] attempt to protect her face and head from the barrage of punches being levied upon her by Brown.
Brown continued to punch Robyn F. on her left arm and hand, causing her to suffer a contusion on her left triceps that was approximately two inches in diameter and numerous contusions on her left hand.
Robyn F. then attempted to send a text message to her other personal assistant, Melissa Ford. Brown snatched the cellular telephone out of her hand and threw it out of the window onto an unknown street.
Brown continued driving and Robyn F. observed his cellular telephone sitting in his lap. She picked up the cellular telephone with her left hand and before she could make a call he placed her in a head lock with his right hand and continued to drive the vehicle with his left hand.
Brown pulled Robyn F. close to him and bit her on her left ear. She was able to feel the vehicle swerving from right to left as Brown sped away. He stopped the vehicle in front of 333 North June Street and Robyn F. turned off the car, removed the key from the ignition and sat on it.
Brown did not know what she did with the key and began punching her in the face and arms. He then placed her in a head lock positioning the front of her throat between his bicep and forearm. Brown began applying pressure to Robyn F.'s left and right carotid arteries, causing her to be unable to breathe and she began to lose consciousness.
She reached up with her left hand and began attempting to gouge his eyes in an attempt to free herself. Brown bit her left ring and middle fingers and then released her. While Brown continued to punch her, she turned around and placed her back against the passenger door. She brought her knees to her chest, placed her feet against Brown's body and began pushing him away. Brown continued to punch her on the legs and feet, causing several contusions.
Robyn F. began screaming for help and Brown exited the vehicle and walked away. A resident in the neighborhood heard Robyn F.'s plea for help and called 911, causing a police response. An investigation was conducted and Robyn F. was issued a Domestic Violence Emergency Protective Order.

Photo:

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@breezy9988

One of the most underrated albums of all time - Breezy (Deluxe) ❤️🐐

@marylavetta8136

Every time I listen to Chris Brown he makes me believe I can dance😂💃🏽

@aysyvz1990

Me neither 😁

@marylavetta8136

@Ayş Yvz 😆😆

@mohamedishamra8933

😂😂

@marylavetta8136

@MOHAMEDI SHAMRA I swear I be moving and grooving (in my head)!!😂😂

@Tay_Taylor29

Well u could know how if u practiced. I mean it’s not that difficult I’ve been dancing since I was 8 because of Michael Jackson and Chris Brown. As well as Many other people can say the same thing to so if u practiced it’s not that difficult.

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@chillvibesmix

This guy is timeless, living legend. Can’t knock his work ethic, and he’s been doing this for years!!

@abdou5091

Agree

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