Yeah Yeah lyrics
by SG Tip
[Intro]
You can't trust nobody
I don't f*ck with these n*ggas
f*ck 12, look what kind of picture they try to paint on me
Drank, I know
What you tell 'em, slime?
[Chorus]
Gangster (Yeah), Blood (Yeah)
Shooter (Yeah), killer (Yeah)
Robber (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), finesser (Yeah)
Jugger (Yeah), I do it (Yeah)
Sticks (Yeah), get to it (Yeah, slide)
Your b*tch (Yeah), wanna f*ck (Yeah)
Huh? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah, oh)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah, wow)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah, booted)
Money (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
b*tches (Yeah), drank (Yeah, drank)
Mollies (Yeah), Percs (Yeah)
Lean (Yeah), pour me up (Yeah, whoa)
[Verse 1]
Look what the Molly make your b*tch do (Yeah, look what the Molly)
Look what the drank make your b*tch do (Yeah, I'm talkin', what?)
Look what the weed make your b*tch do, f*ck it (Yeah, I'm talkin' gas)
Look what the Percs make Young Nudy do (Beat your b*tch down)
Yeah, beat your b*tch back down (Yeah)
I'ma give your ho the mack down (Woo)
WWE Smackdown (Ooh-wee)
Yeah, I'm talking raw, n*gga (Huh?)
Beat your b*tch raw, n*gga, yeah
All in her jaws, n*gga (Jaws), all in her jaws, n*gga (What you doin'?)
Knockin' down walls, n*gga (Yeah)
Beat your b*tch face up (Woo)
Yeah, I run I run the cake up (Cake up)
Riding 'round with the cakers (Yeah, I'm shootin')
Yeah, we havin' bakers (Woah)
Bake me a pus*y n*gga
Try to play, n*gga, I'ma go and roll you up like a Swisher
And I'ma smoke you, n*gga
Yeah, you over with
[Chorus]
Yeah, gangster (Yeah), Blood (Yeah)
Shooter (Yeah), killer (Yeah)
Robber (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), finesser (Yeah)
Jugger (Yeah), I do it (Yeah)
Sticks (Yeah), get to it (Yeah, slide)
Your b*tch (Yeah), wanna f*ck (Yeah)
Huh? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah, f*ck that)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Money (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
b*tches (Yeah), drank (Yeah)
Mollies (Yeah), Percs (Yeah)
Lean (Yeah), pour me up (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Damn, you trust that b*tch?
Damn, you trust that ho? (No)
Yeah, I don't really give a f*ck 'bout that ho
Give her nothin' but the slow strokes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got your b*tch in the room screaming, uh, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), blam (Yeah), damn (Yeah), well (Yeah)
I just rolled up another blunt (Yeah), Toucan Sam (Yeah)
Froot Loops (Yeah), in a f*ckin; coupe
Riding 'round with the whole zoo, what about you? (Uh-huh)
You through, they through (What?)
I'm shootin' (Wow), you shootin' (Blaow)
They 'bout it (Woo), we 'bout it (Yeah)
Catch a body, you ain't 'bout it (Uh-uh)
Been about it (What?), since a youngin' (Since a young')
Everybody know I want the money (The money)
If a n*gga ain't talkin' 'bout no money (No money)
sh*t, I guess I'll go f*ck on your honey (Huh?)
[Chorus]
Gangster (Yeah, yeah), Blood (Yeah, yeah)
Shooter (Yeah, yeah), killer (Yeah, yeah)
Robber (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah), finesser (Yeah, yeah, woo)
Jugger (Yeah), I do it (Yeah)
Sticks (Yeah, yeah), get to it (Yeah, yeah)
Your b*tch (Yeah, yeah), wanna f*ck (Yeah, yeah)
Huh? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah, I like that)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah, I like that)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah, I like that)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah, I like that)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah, ooh)
Money (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
b*tches (Yeah), drank (Yeah)
Mollies (Yeah), Percs (Yeah)
Lean (Yeah), pour me up (Yeah)
[Outro]
Huh, yeah
I bet one of y'all b*tch call me right now
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Ain't tryin' these b*tches
See what the drug make yo' b*tch do