IamSu! - Yeah Yeah - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Yeah Yeah

IamSu!

Kilt 2

08.07.2013

36

Rap,West Coast

Tekst piosenki
[Intro: IamSu!] Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah (IamSu! laugh*) [Verse 1: IamSu!] First name stunt, last name ball Ain't no freak ho', I can't call Don't like blunts, don't like moss And I smoke weed, but not like y'all Niggas gon' hate, girls gon' date I been used to that profligate Life's a bitch, this I know So I hope we procreate Got up in this rap game, and did one thing, dominate If it ain't about money, homie then I can't accommodate It's a cook out, I come over with a paper plate They think I work at Hostess, based on all this cake I make Young G, say what I want to My kick game, like Kung Fu And if you think you shining, I might mess around and sun you Eating all these rappers, I can't lie, I like this Do a verse, box of Jordan's, that's what I call a mic check I think, I need my eyes checked, I can't see nobody All I do is 5 star, but bitch this ain't Yo Gotti I mean hotels, some tells, how I feel is so real You got no skills, I got pro skills I got the coke flow, dough, fishscale [Hook: IamSu!] (x4) Yeah, Yeah Yeah Imma Player Granted, Imma millionaire [Verse 2: IamSu!] What it be like, what it gone do? Never acstac, cuz I told you Been 'bout bread since '02 Wanna hit nigga, I'm the go to I rock PD, til I OD I be low key, to my OG No justice, then there's no peace You ain't KFC, you want no beef See me boi, Imma G boi King soldiers, like a deep blunt Heavy baller, you a cheat boi Tennessee boi, you a decoy On the same court, on the beach boi Please, don't buy the lean boi These rappers is my children, you know I follow these boys Homie live it up, leave it up I kilt this beat, finna dig it up Small ball, golf ball You ain't big enough Smokin' something that'll probably leave a nigga ducked Bro sick as fuck, I'll hit ya up And the phone call, nigga go hard Imma go hard, got a wallet We the hottest, that's a promise Thousands on garments These rappers ready to seize tarnish Commas, drama, cheesy, these artists Shit, selling dope for some retarded shit Please don't call me neeno, I ain't going down Turn my city up, when ever my boi in town [Hook]
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