Talkin' Bout
Tink Lyrics


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Where the fuck you been at?
You ain't came to the crib in a minute
Sitting on the block while I'm looking at the clock
You ain't thought about me
You done got so tied up with this street shit
You can't even make time for a real bitch
The one that hold your weight when you're working outta state
How you gonna play me?

Look
And I ain't even been up on the block
I'm tryna make it happen, girl, look at all my knots
And all the loud talking need to stop
You know you gonna be with me at the top
When them other bitches not
I gotta get this cake so I moved state to state
I ain't called, baby, ain't wanna rub it in your face
Tell five minute background stay up in his place
Just wait till I slide, he can to my face

Ain't nobody in the background
Why you gotta be so petty?
Heard you fucking on a bitch named Cheley
Heard you was all in her spot, giving her what I got
Man, I don't even think that you hear me
When you was in the jam I was writing them letters
Couldn't make bail, I was stackin that cheddar
But you don't even care, all you wanna do is play
All you really care about is what the guys gonna say

Why you gotta give 'em something to talk about?
Everybody got opinions but it don't mean shit to me
I set my own lane, can't no nigga get to me
If I fuck myself up, it just wasn't meant to be
And yeah, yeah, you ah hold ah nigga down
But really that's the reason why I need you around
We gonna argue and fight when a nigga leave town
But every time I come home you know I'm a lay it down

This that shit that I be talking, talking about
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Girl, I don't know what you talking about
Calm down, why you talking loud?
I put it all on the line when you're not around
And you complaining about hoes in another town
But you forgot all the Gucci, the Prada, Channel
...Dolce and Gabbana, riding around foreign cars, Benihanas
Them hoes in the street still can't get a dollar
What's the problem?

Man, fuck that Gucci, just look how you do me
You think that designer make up for this shit?
I buy my own Prada, man, that's not the problem
The problem is you too caught up with that bitch
I need you to come home and give me that D
I need you to not leave the crib when I'm asleep
I need you to act like a man and stay true to the plan
If you ready, I'm ready, come on

Look, all this yelling and saying who wrong
Gone keep going on and on
So turn off your phone and repeat your favorite song
Just lay back and play along 'cause I'm tired of talking
You the only damn thing besides my money on my mind this often
So I'm a take my time and give you everything that I got on my mind
Till my mind exhausted

Baby, when we laying down in this bed
I'm sorry for the little things that I said
And just like that we were back where we started
Fuck the bullshit, matter fact, disregard it
'Cause I got your mine and I swear that we fine
Till I look through your phone, who this bitch on your line?

This that shit that I be talking, talking about
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Overall Meaning

The song "Talkin' Bout" by Tink explores a complicated relationship between two individuals. The lyrics depict a conversation where one partner is questioning the other's absence and loyalty. The first verse is sung by the partner who feels neglected, and she expresses frustration over the fact that her partner is too busy with "street shit" to make time for her. She accuses him of not caring about her and being more concerned with his reputation among the guys. In contrast, the second verse is sung by the male partner, who claims to be working hard to secure their future. He acknowledges that he has been traveling from state to state to earn money but asserts that she will be with him when he reaches the top.


The chorus of the song conveys the message that this is the type of situation the artist often speaks about. It's a relationship issue that is common and relatable. The overall theme of the song is the importance of communication in a relationship and the need for both parties to be loyal and committed.


Line by Line Meaning

Where the fuck you been at?
Where have you been? You haven't come to see me in a long time.


You ain't came to the crib in a minute
You haven't come to my house in a while.


Sitting on the block while I'm looking at the clock
You're hanging out with your friends while I wait for you.


You ain't thought about me
You haven't considered my feelings or needs.


You done got so tied up with this street shit
You're too focused on the street life and it's affecting our relationship.


You can't even make time for a real bitch
You don't prioritize me, your significant other.


The one that hold your weight when you're working outta state
I'm the one who supports you when you're away from home for work.


How you gonna play me?
How could you treat me this way?


And I ain't even been up on the block
I haven't been hanging out with my friends on the street.


I'm tryna make it happen, girl, look at all my knots
I'm working hard to succeed and make money.


And all the loud talking need to stop
Gossip and rumors need to come to an end.


You know you gonna be with me at the top
You'll be by my side when I succeed and reach my goals.


I gotta get this cake so I moved state to state
I need to make money, so I've been traveling for work.


I ain't called, baby, ain't wanna rub it in your face
I didn't want to make you feel bad by telling you that I've been busy.


Tell five minute background stay up in his place
I told a friend to keep quiet and stay out of our business.


Just wait till I slide, he can to my face
I'll talk to that friend in person when I get back.


Ain't nobody in the background
No one is eavesdropping or listening to us.


Why you gotta be so petty?
Why are you being so argumentative over small things?


Heard you fucking on a bitch named Cheley
I heard rumors that you were cheating with another woman named Cheley.


Heard you was all in her spot, giving her what I got
I heard that you were at her place and giving her the same attention and affection you give me.


Man, I don't even think that you hear me
I don't think you're listening to me or understanding my perspective.


When you was in the jam I was writing them letters
When you were in trouble, I was writing you letters to show my support.


Couldn't make bail, I was stackin that cheddar
When you couldn't afford bail, I was saving money to help you.


But you don't even care, all you wanna do is play
You don't appreciate my efforts or care about our relationship, all you care about is having fun.


All you really care about is what the guys gonna say
You're too focused on the opinion of your male friends.


Why you gotta give 'em something to talk about?
Why do you have to do things that will cause others to gossip and talk about us?


Everybody got opinions but it don't mean shit to me
Other people's opinions and gossip are irrelevant and meaningless to me.


I set my own lane, can't no nigga get to me
I have my own unique path and no one can stop me or change me.


If I fuck myself up, it just wasn't meant to be
If I make a mistake or fail, then it's just not meant to happen.


And yeah, yeah, you ah hold ah nigga down
You support me, and hold me down when I need it.


But really that's the reason why I need you around
I need you in my life because you're my rock and I wouldn't be where I am without you.


We gonna argue and fight when a nigga leave town
We always argue and fight when I'm away from home working.


But every time I come home you know I'm a lay it down
When I come home, I'll make up for our fights by showing you love and attention.


This that shit that I be talking, talking about
This is the stuff that I often talk about.


Girl, I don't know what you talking about
I don't understand what you're saying or why you're so upset.


Calm down, why you talking loud?
Relax, why are you being so loud and aggressive?


I put it all on the line when you're not around
I work hard and make sacrifices even when you're not with me.


And you complaining about hoes in another town
You're upset about rumors of me cheating with other women in a different city.


But you forgot all the Gucci, the Prada, Channel
You're forgetting about all the luxury items I've bought for you, like Gucci, Prada, and Chanel.


...Dolce and Gabbana, riding around foreign cars, Benihanas
I also bought you expensive things such as Dolce and Gabbana brand products, foreign cars, and dining at Benihanas.


Them hoes in the street still can't get a dollar
The other women in my life can't compare to you, even if they're after my money.


What's the problem?
What's the issue? Why are you still upset?


Man, fuck that Gucci, just look how you do me
Forget about the luxury items, just look at how you treat me.


You think that designer make up for this shit?
Do you really think buying me designer items makes up for your bad behavior?


I buy my own Prada, man, that's not the problem
I don't need you to buy me expensive things, that's not the issue.


The problem is you too caught up with that bitch
The issue is that you're too focused on another woman instead of our relationship.


I need you to come home and give me that D
I want you to come home and have sex with me.


I need you to not leave the crib when I'm asleep
I need you to stay with me in bed all night instead of leaving when I'm asleep.


I need you to act like a man and stay true to the plan
I need you to be responsible and stick to our plans.


If you ready, I'm ready, come on
If you're ready to work on our relationship, then let's do it.


All this yelling and saying who wrong
All this arguing and blaming each other.


Gone keep going on and on
It's just going to continue endlessly.


So turn off your phone and repeat your favorite song
Let's ignore our phones and just listen to music to calm down.


Just lay back and play along 'cause I'm tired of talking
Let's just relax and enjoy each other's company, because I'm tired of arguing.


You the only damn thing besides my money on my mind this often
You are always on my mind, besides my focus on making money.


So I'm a take my time and give you everything that I got on my mind
I'll take my time to express my thoughts and feelings to you.


Till my mind exhausted
Until I've said everything I need to say and my mind is tired.


Baby, when we laying down in this bed
When we're lying in bed together.


I'm sorry for the little things that I said
I apologize for any small hurtful things I may have said.


And just like that we were back where we started
Our relationship is back to how it used to be.


Fuck the bullshit, matter fact, disregard it
Forget about the nonsense and let's move forward.


'Cause I got your mine and I swear that we fine
Because I have your love and attention and I promise that we will be okay.


Till I look through your phone, who this bitch on your line?
Until I find another woman's number on your phone.




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@hemoanskay5021

"Talkin' Bout"
(feat. Lil Herb)

Where the fuck you been at?
You ain't came to the crib in a minute
Sitting on the block while I'm looking at the clock
You ain't thought about me
You done got so tied up with this street shit
You can't even make time for a real bitch
The one that hold your weight when you're working outta state
How you gonna play me?

Look
And I ain't even been up on the block
I'm tryna make it happen, girl, look at all my knots
And all the loud talking need to stop
You know you gonna be with me at the top
When them other bitches not
I gotta get this cake so I moved state to state
I ain't called, baby, ain't wanna rub it in your face
Tell five minute background stay up in his place
Just wait till I slide, he can to my face

Ain't nobody in the background
Why you gotta be so petty?
Heard you fucking on a bitch named Cheley
Heard you was all in her spot, giving her what I got
Man, I don't even think that you hear me
When you was in the jam I was writing them letters
Couldn't make bail, I was stackin that cheddar
But you don't even care, all you wanna do is play
All you really care about is what the guys gonna say

Why you gotta give 'em something to talk about?
Everybody got opinions but it don't mean shit to me
I set my own lane, can't no nigga get to me
If I fuck myself up, it just wasn't meant to be
And yeah, yeah, you ah hold ah nigga down
But really that's the reason why I need you around
We gonna argue and fight when a nigga leave town
But every time I come home you know I'm a lay it down

This that shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
This that shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about

Girl, I don't know what you talking about
Calm down, why you talking loud?
I put it all on the line when you're not around
And you complaining about hoes in another town
But you forgot all the Gucci, the Prada, Channel
...Dolce and Gabbana, riding around foreign cars, Benihanas
Them hoes in the street still can't get a dollar
What's the problem?

Man, fuck that Gucci, just look how you do me
You think that designer make up for this shit?
I buy my own Prada, man, that's not the problem
The problem is you too caught up with that bitch
I need you to come home and give me that D
I need you to not leave the crib when I'm asleep
I need you to act like a man and stay true to the plan
If you ready, I'm ready, come on

Look, all this yelling and saying who wrong
Gone keep going on and on
So turn off your phone and repeat your favorite song
Just lay back and play along 'cause I'm tired of talking
You the only damn thing besides my money on my mind this often
So I'm a take my time and give you everything that I got on my mind
Till my mind exhausted

Baby, when we laying down in this bed
I'm sorry for the little things that I said
And just like that we were back where we started
Fuck the bullshit, matter fact, disregard it
'Cause I got your mine and I swear that we fine
Till I look through your phone, who this bitch on your line?

This that shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
This that shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about
Shit that I be talking, talking about



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@tyaannaajones8019

This was back when life was fun😭 take me back to the old Chicago when everybody was alive

@ieshamaxwell4131

😔

@brandipayton4707

Seriously 😩😩😩

@ambersherrod260

Yass 79th & yates days.. i used to hang...from G.I. doe 😜

@iirunsiik1023

No bapp

@mopropro3370

4 years later, I still feel u.

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@prettyme3589

2023 and I’m still bumping this❤

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Who still listening 2k19 😎

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