Talk About It
The Lox Lyrics


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Uh, uh-huh, yeah
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
(Goodfellas, uh)

Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Tryna get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah, livin' the raw deal
Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de Janeiry
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your HOT97 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Five plus five's, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
In something European chromed out with the clutch, what

I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Vigor
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Girbaud denims with gold zippers (come on)
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest green Benz Jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
You see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle

I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (woo)
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona (uh-huh)
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants (ahaha)
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (woo)
Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's

Come on, come on, uh-huh
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)

Now, what y'all wanna do? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus (uh, uh, what the bloodclaat?)

Wanna bumble with the bee, huh?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dressed in all black like The Omen (say what?)
Have your friends singin', "This is for my homie" (that's right)
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my six, with the Lex' on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it (uh-huh)
German Ruger for your ass, bitch, deepthroat it (come on)
Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (Uh-huh)
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby (I got you)
Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do (uh, uh, uh)
Pull the trigger too, fuck you (come on)

I been had skills, Cristal spill
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill (that's right)
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what

It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)




It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Overall Meaning

The Lox's song Talk About It is a track about the pursuit of wealth and the harsh realities of life. It starts by questioning what people want in life, including the desire to be ballers, shot-callers, and brawlers, before turning to the hard realities of trying to accumulate wealth in a society where success is often measured by the amount of money one has. The song contrasts the extravagant lifestyles with the brutal realities of life, highlighting the harsh truths of desperation and the desire to break out of poverty.


The song explores the theme of materialism and the stress that society places on the attainment of wealth. The song suggests that money, power, and status are the keys to success, but also acknowledges the dark side of pursuing wealth, including risk and danger. The Lox highlights the pressure to succeed and the high stakes of the material world but also recognizes the importance of surrounding oneself with a support system - in this case, the Goodfellas.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, uh-huh, yeah
Introductory sounds.


(it's all about the Benjamins baby)
A repeating refrain emphasizing the importance of making money.


(Goodfellas, uh)
A reference to the film Goodfellas.


Now, what y'all wanna do?
Asking the listener what they want in life.


Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Asking if they want to be successful or powerful.


Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
Asking who wants to be riding in a fancy car.


On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Trying to avoid the police.


Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Trying to get a hold of some money.


Yeah livin' the raw deal
Living a tough life.


Three course meals spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
Eating fancy food.


But still, everything's real in the field
Despite the appearances of success, life is still tough.


And what you can't have now, leave in your will
If you can't have what you want now, leave it to someone in your will.


But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Don't criticize me for trying to amass wealth.


Seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Trying to make a lot of money.


Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
Not a hero, but wants to still be recognized.


On your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Wants to be talked about on the radio.


Swimmin' in women wit' they own condominiums
Surrounded by successful women.


Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
Surrounded by other successful people.


I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Buying expensive dog food.


Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
Wearing expensive jewelry.


In something European chromed out with a clutch, what?
Driving an expensive car.


(I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga)
Wants to hold onto their wealth.


Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga
Still drinking cheap alcohol despite success.


I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Surrounded by friends, but also people who want to take advantage of success.


Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers
Wearing expensive clothes.


Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Others have lost their success, but they're still celebrating with expensive champagne.


Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Wearing expensive shoes.


Enormous cream, forest green Benz jeep
Driving another expensive car.


For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme
Working hard for their team.


We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
Can see through lies.


You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews
Suggesting others should follow their pursuit of wealth.


Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
Don't be fooled by the music they make.


I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
Only cares about making money.


I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
Trying to buy giant Picasso paintings.


And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
Dealing drugs.


Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
Making more money.


And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Transporting drugs with a Latin woman.


Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Drinking and partying.


Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota
Driving Range Rovers while dealing drugs in Minnesota.


Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas
Avoiding police with cameras.


Stash in the building with this chick named Willona
Keeping a stash of drugs with a woman named Willona.


From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her
They knew Willona from their youth and were attracted to her.


But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants
Now they only date women who are conventionally attractive.


Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Going on expensive vacations with their significant other.


Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Having a gangster mindset while drinking expensive champagne.


Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown
Carrying a black handgun in their car.


Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Wearing an expensive ring and enjoying a gondola ride with a singer.


Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
Romancing a woman while listening to Italian music.


To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
To their friends, calling out someone for being fake.


Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
Acting tough when you're not really.


It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
Reiterating that it's all about making money.


Wanna bumble with the Bee, huh?
Asking if they want to mess with them.


Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family
Threatening to put a curse on their family.


Dressed in all black like The Omen
Dressed in all black like the horror movie The Omen.


Have your friends singin', "this is for my homie"
If someone messes with them, their friends will retaliate.


And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Known for being successful and making others jealous.


Floss in my Six, with the 'Lex on the wrist
Showing off their nice car and expensive watch.


If it's murder, you know she wrote it
Implying that they would be able to get away with murder if necessary.


German Ruger for yo' ass, bitch, deepthroat it
Threatening someone with a gun and sexual act.


Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
Suggesting that someone wants to have sex with them because they are successful.


Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
Suggesting someone should have brought a gun because they are in trouble.


All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
People who are hating on them from a distance.


Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine?
Telling haters to get their own success.


I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Referring to themselves as being a part of the mafia.


Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby!
Keeping guns in their car and asking Puffy for support.


Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do
The only woman in their group, but still acts tough.


Pull the trigger too, fuck you (uh, uh, uh)
Willing to use a gun on someone who threatens them.


I been had skills, Cristal spill
Implying that they have always been successful and have been drinking expensive champagne for a while.


Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill
Hiding money in Brazil and displaying their expensive jewelry.


Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
Difficult to understand them because they are always drunk.


In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Making drug deals in secret like the title character in Donnie Brasco.


Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
Gave their girl a Bentley to drive around.


My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Their other girl drives a different expensive car.


Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Listening to Redman and Naughty By Nature.


Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
Their girl is carrying drugs in her bra.


And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight
Going to be successful forever and dealing drugs.


Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Disregarding being in prison and disrespecting women at a Pennsylvania university.


Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Nickname is Francis, nicknamed the Praying Mantis because they are sneaky and hard to catch.


Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Using a gun as a weapon.


Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Getting away quickly in their car.


Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Warning anyone who hates on them to stay away or they'll get hurt.


Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Using their gun until it's empty and warning not to anger them.


Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what
Sending haters to hell while emphasizing that it's all about making money.


It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Reiterating that it's all about making money.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kimberly Jones, Deric Angelettie, Sean Jacobs, Christopher Wallace, David Styles, Jason Phillips, Sean Combs, Terry M. Etlinger, Linda Laurie

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