SkeeYee (For The n*ggas Version) lyrics

by

Sexyy Red


[Intro]
(Tay Keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
Skee-yee
(DJ Meech, lil' b*tch)
Skee-yee
Skee-yee
Skee-yee

[Chorus]
If you see me and you tryna see what's up (Skee-yee)
She wanna f*ck with me, then I'ma have her stuck (Skee-yee)
b*tch lookin' bad, and got a stupid butt (Skee-yee)
Jewelry on yo' wrist, f*ck it, hold it up (Skee-yee)
When I holler, "Skee-yee" that mean pull up (Skee-yee)
Cars tinted five and they fast as f*ck (Skee-yee)
I'm lookin' good when I'm hoppin' out that truck (Skee-yee)
Where the hood b*tches at that get them bucks? (Skee-yee)

[Verse 1]
Benz clean, but we ridin' dirty (Yum)
Slidin' with your boo, yeah, that's my dirty (You know it)
My n*gga in da backseat with a .30 (Baow)
Hoes tryna shoot they shot, Stephen Curry (Swish)
Take a n*gga b*tch, show no mercy (Nope)
Do the pus*y n*gga dirty
She like "*INSERT NAME HERE*, why you hurt me?" (I don't know)
Gun him down off them Yerkys (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
When I'm wit her, put that di*k all up in herbackside (Uh, uh, uh)
I'm a hood n*gga sittin' courtside (I'm hood)
I'll show a pus*y n*gga how this MAC ride
Lil' b*tch, I'm from the Northside (Skee-yee)
[Chorus]
If you see me and you tryna see what's up (Skee-yee)
She wanna f*ck with me, then I'ma have her stuck (Skee-yee)
b*tch lookin' bad, and got a stupid butt (Skee-yee)
Jewelry on yo' wrist, f*ck it, hold it up (Skee-yee)
When I holler, "Skee-yee" that mean pull up (Skee-yee)
Cars tinted five and they fast as f*ck (Skee-yee)
I'm lookin' good when I'm hoppin' out that truck (Skee-yee)
Where the hood b*tches at that get them bucks? (Skee-yee)

[Verse 2]
B-b-b*tch, it's Big Sexyy, I'm the chosen one (Bet)
I'll drop a bag on your head, I got a lot of funds
And, I got them shooters in the cut, they got a lot of guns (Grrah, boom)
Put my lil' n*gga on yo' ass, he gon' blam somethin' (b*tch)
You know I swerve that Benz like a Nascar
I like Hellcats, skrrt off the lot, then make the engine fart (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Don't put yo' trust in me, lil b*tch, I'ma break yo' heart
Young turnt n*gga, when I pull up, that's when the party start (Skee-yee)
In the booty club, standin' on the couch throwin' B's
Better respect me, b*tch, my peoples in the cut with them things
Wafi got me icy, now, my chain hit like, "Blaow-bling"
In New York with my partners, we be jammin', nah'mean?

[Chorus]
If you see me and you tryna see what's up (Skee-yee)
She wanna f*ck with me, then I'ma have her stuck (Skee-yee)
b*tch lookin' bad, and got a stupid butt (Skee-yee)
Jewelry on yo' wrist, f*ck it, hold it up (Skee-yee)
When I holler, "Skee-yee" that mean pull up (Skee-yee)
Cars tinted five and they fast as f*ck (Skee-yee)
I'm lookin' good when I'm hoppin' out that truck (Skee-yee)
Where the hood b*tches at that get them bucks? (Skee-yee)
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