Yamaha lyrics

[Hook: IamSu!]
She ride like a Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha
Vroom Vroom on the di*k like a Yamaha, Yamaha, Yamaha
Back back it up and let me put some gas in it (x4)

[Verse 1: IamSu!]
Killing this game, make it look easy
High cholesterol, n*ggas always talk greasy
Either you can f*ck my gang or you can beat it
Cause all this attitude b*tch I really don't need it
Best thing since sliced bread
Told her that my di*k a thriller like Mike did
No [?] but she do what I say
And you ain't got to wonder why my eyes red
No Miller but a n*gga live the high life
Ball hard so they call me human highlight
No Dominique, never been a hoax
Something like a street sweeper how I'm beating up the block
Kush grade A, I smoke honor roll
Knock all kind of hoes like dominoes
Make your girl disappear, poof! Vamonos
Take her to the crib, all in her pus*y like Geronimo
Su!

[Hook]
[Verse 2: IamSu!]
She all on me, I'm all on her
She said 'take it off', I said 'go first'
Bet I go deep, bet I make it squirt
Have you screaming like you at a Usher concert
Wild young n*gga play the game like I'm supposed
Like my cars fast and my girls with no clothes
HBK b*tch you know how it goes
She pull it out my pants and it grows, and it grows
Eww that's gross but I like it X rated
The fly girls love it, the corny b*tches hate it
I'm heavy in the game so you pay it how i weigh it
Bet the girls go wild every time you play it
Uhh, back up in the building like I left something
You know what it is b*tch stop fronting
Vroom vroom on the di*k like a Yamaha
Tell her go ahead and pose for the camera
Su!

[Hook]