Yeah

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy Yeah (Classic) (Okay Jones) We'll fuck this bitch up all night, bring all the ones (Yeah, yeah) C'mon, c'mon, c'mon [Chorus] Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, nigga [Verse 1] I'm ballin' hard, I need a jersey on, you don't ball at all Pull up all fours, nigga, back-to-back, back-to-back Two Bentley trucks, two Lam' trucks black on black Walkin' in the club, make it rain, let's go rack for rack Chillin' in the club, I'm in the back with the strap attached And what I just threw, half of that, that'll get you whacked Crawlin' in the 'Vette, no top, they ain't see me comin' Rims sittin' offset, fuck her with no strings attached Before I get a job, I'll be out here sellin' narcotics The hood hot as hell, the unmarkеds out 'cause the narcs comin' He wanna bе with gang, I told him slide, nigga, drop somethin' The dope game prices up and down like the stock market Out in New Castle in Kentucky, I was servin' onions Or in the cabin in Tennessee with the hunters I don't really need the weed, but codeine, I'm a fuckin' junkie I sell t-shirts and CDs, but can get you hustled [Chorus] C'mon Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, nigga [Verse 2] Countin' up money 'til my motherfuckin' hands cramp Dope came pearl white, nigga, with a damn stamp White buffs tinted, I can't see these niggas She was so easy, she gave the pussy up in thirty minutes Eleven hundred horses, I just tap it and this bitch spinnin' Most these lil' niggas, they be rappin', they don't really live it Anything I ever said, I either seen it or I did that Thumbin' through the pros, I'm somewhere chillin' where the hills at, nigga [Chorus] Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah Yeah