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Yes Yes Y'all

Backbone

Concrete Law

77

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Tekst piosenki
[Hook] We get the work We do the dirt We drop the vert on the car We bend the corner off the floor because they know who we are Yes yes y'all We on a money making mission Baby stay on ya job [Backbone] In the Cut drunk as a skunk Gone little girl Let me see you shake ya rump While the beat go bump I know you seen it post up Make you lose ya mind when you see it close up Give me Hennessey no ice One lime and whatever the lady like Super-thick to def I know I had to get her She say she like a liquor dark like a nigga Figured it out girl I like the way you tricked-it out You drink and we out Yo, Slic PA run wit Fat Face the only I run up on 'em run up in 'em and leave 'em lonely Believe that, (believe that) game sharp as creased britches I stay fresh, fresh too slick for these bitches Ssssssss.....(excuse me) I'm a nigga with class Ssssssss.....(forgive me) Superfly I stay on they ass [Hook 2x] We get the work We do the dirt We drop the vert on the car We bend the corner off floor because they know who we are Slic Patna Baby (2nd time: Front Street Shawty [Back Street in next Hook] ) Yes Yes Y'all We on a money making mission Baby stay ya job [Slic Patna] Blow a dub, hit the club Nigga showing me love Shawty at the bar recognize Shit wzup! you coming wit me? Gonna see what it's gon be Now finish ya drink I think she's tipsy Club close at 3 We post up campaign In the V.I.P. little girl rubbing on herself Off that Xtasy slow down little lady I'ma treat ya good but everythang ain't gravy I like 'em with class cute face Petite waist and whole latta ass Ya boy straight off Campbelton Rd Where them niggas ride vogues Straight cut up on a ho, you ain't know? Take it slow so you can maintain We ride out 4 deep ain't nothing changed Them peanut butter gut seats have 'em melting like ice Didn't have to think twice On the grind for me buying head for me [Hook] [Slic Patna] Up in the club I stay posted Eyes fire red cuase I'm toasted Roasting all these hoes Slow motion coastin by Puffin red when she had to see my fie Now I'm on her keep poppin like I'm big time I done sold it so a pound ain't got but a dime Keep trying to get her back to a hotel Steady fixin got my pistol ?? for protection Never slipping, mouth gripping make me touch and bust Uhh...made a mess in her mouth Washed up and peeled out If it ain't no bank on it I can't think on it Hit her for her credit card full tank on it I stay down for mine forever grind Keep on stacking stacking on this side street Til it jump gotta get me meat I'm about cheddar got to break bread Fie head or better, NO WAY [Hook]
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