Lirik Lagu Yeah Yeah feat. OG Boo Dirty, Heavy - Young Thug
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I got a half bird in my M2Ya'll nigga flexing, ya'll nigga foolHundred k on her, hundred k on meGot shiny shoes, got shiny jewelsAin't nothing blue, they red cluesThey at you, and they next tooThey'll press you, they'll press youThey'll cock back, they depressed tooThey'll press you, they'll press youThey'll cock back, they depressed tooThey'll press you, they'll press youThey'll cock back, they depressed too
36For a brick, too legit to quitMichael Vick, all my dogs yeah they with the shitCatch a point, shake him up like a hit stickYour bitch is on my dogs like a fucking tickStraight up out that bowl with my fucking wristI ain't going to jail, so I gotta hitAin't shoot him in his ass, but I'mma bust his shitI ain't 3hunna, but I'm Sosa bitchMy patna got the plug, he serve him everydayReal ice inside my wrist, you can just skate awayStay hot you think I live outside the equator baeDon't play because them sticks sound like these 808s
I'm flamed up, my block hotHundred bands in a shoeboxStill no gang, keep a Glock cockedSpit more fire than a matchboxFull cup of that ActavisYellow diamond like I'm dripping pissCall me H-boogie, you know I move bricksThug right beside me, call him Money MitchI'm a Memphis nigga, hard on a bitchAll my life I been breaking tricksWith the mob squad I might spaz outSee too much cash I might crash outWalk in the club, iced outNeck and wrist, lighthouseYa'll know my life aboutRich nigga, walking stash houseBalling like Jerry StackhouseBad bitch with me, hit the room and knock her back outCrusing through the city, me and Double DJust made a hundred thousandSelling pints of G
Everything I do, yeah I do it to make a profitMe and Money Mitch got your bitch right here menage-ingMe and Bo jug just to count them free dollarsgoing crazy, love to shoot that damn chopperHe run the mob, bitch, BMG we taking offSalute to real niggas who done made theyself a bossHe say that main bitch I just had her at the loftBoss was on that molly, she was licking like a dogAy, that there irrelevantI'mma paper chaser motherfuck a bitchI'm cooling with my youngins on some hood shitI'm so fuckin' hood, I need a hood bitch
36For a brick, too legit to quitMichael Vick, all my dogs yeah they with the shitCatch a point, shake him up like a hit stickYour bitch is on my dogs like a fucking tickStraight up out that bowl with my fucking wristI ain't going to jail, so I gotta hitAin't shoot him in his ass, but I'mma bust his shitI ain't 3hunna, but I'm Sosa bitchMy patna got the plug, he serve him everydayReal ice inside my wrist, you can just skate awayStay hot you think I live outside the equator baeDon't play because them sticks sound like these 808s
I'm flamed up, my block hotHundred bands in a shoeboxStill no gang, keep a Glock cockedSpit more fire than a matchboxFull cup of that ActavisYellow diamond like I'm dripping pissCall me H-boogie, you know I move bricksThug right beside me, call him Money MitchI'm a Memphis nigga, hard on a bitchAll my life I been breaking tricksWith the mob squad I might spaz outSee too much cash I might crash outWalk in the club, iced outNeck and wrist, lighthouseYa'll know my life aboutRich nigga, walking stash houseBalling like Jerry StackhouseBad bitch with me, hit the room and knock her back outCrusing through the city, me and Double DJust made a hundred thousandSelling pints of G
Everything I do, yeah I do it to make a profitMe and Money Mitch got your bitch right here menage-ingMe and Bo jug just to count them free dollarsgoing crazy, love to shoot that damn chopperHe run the mob, bitch, BMG we taking offSalute to real niggas who done made theyself a bossHe say that main bitch I just had her at the loftBoss was on that molly, she was licking like a dogAy, that there irrelevantI'mma paper chaser motherfuck a bitchI'm cooling with my youngins on some hood shitI'm so fuckin' hood, I need a hood bitch
