lirik lagu mo3 - yeah yeah
[intro]
uh
b~tch, you gon’—
i’m cutthroat
cutthroat for real
(heartbeatz on the track)
[chorus]
when i’m out in public, youngin, he be thuggin’
this a whole lotta money on me, ain’t it?
play with him, we slump him
we gon’ take him under
runnin’ through the jungle, why would i be scared?
count it up, run it up, yeah
all this money, i be talkin’ to the dead
b~tches wanna f~ck, kick ’em out the bed
i just want the head, then go get the bread
[chorus]
pull up on ya ho with the pole, like, gimme that throat
i’m with the sh~t, yeah~yeah
i’m on go, big ol’ sticks in this b~tch, yeah~yeah
told hеr “make sure this d~ck stay hard,” yeah~yеah
send my opps to the graveyard, yeah~yeah
pull up on ya ho with the pole, like, gimme that throat
i’m with the sh~t, yeah~yeah
i’m on go, big ol’ sticks in this b~tch, yeah~yeah
told her “make sure this d~ck stay hard,” yeah~yeah
send my opps to the graveyard, yeah~yeah
[verse 1]
n~ggas be hatin’ when i be flexin’ in this b~tch, yeah~yeah
ain’t doing no fighting, i’ma use this weapon in this b~tch, yeah~yeah
say my name, then it’s up, yeah, it’s stuck, yeah~yeah
on my gang, you get slumped, put ’em up, yeah~yeah
drop top seen no looters
dumb~dumb ridin’ with the uzi
i don’t wanna speak, let ’em talk to my shooter
mini mac~10 on the end got a cooler
i might give yo’ ho a day job, yeah, i’ma use her
catch a flight before i take off, she gon’ give me that booty, yeah
make it jump like a rabbit
give me that money, it’s a habit, yeah~yeah
beat it up, then stab it
baby, i ain’t tryna get married, yeah~yeah
i be countin’ up cabbage
racks on me automatic, yeah~yeah
if a n~gga want static, young n~gga turn up my savage, yeah~yeah
[chorus]
pull up on ya ho with the pole, like, gimme that throat
i’m with the sh~t, yeah~yeah
i’m on go, big ol’ sticks in this b~tch, yeah~yeah
told her “make sure this d~ck stay hard,” yeah~yeah
send my opps to the graveyard, yeah~yeah
pull up on ya ho with the pole, like, gimme that throat
i’m with the sh~t, yeah~yeah
i’m on go, big ol’ sticks in this b~tch, yeah~yeah
told her “make sure this d~ck stay hard,” yeah~yeah
send my opps to the graveyard, yeah~yeah
[verse 2]
run to the money
go get the cash, yeah~yeah
trip~triple my bag, yeah~yeah
i’m~i’m on they ass, yeah~yeah
they know i be thuggin’ when i’m in the club, yeah~yeah
big booty b~tch, yeah~yeah
she super thick, yeah~yeah
how can i lie? when i be turnt, i do my dance, yeah~yeah
but i keep that fye tucked in my pants, i get them bands, yeah~yeah
racks on me, get low
yeah, i wanna f~ck on you
better be clean when the boy come through
v.i.p. strapped, turnt up, get loose, yeah~yeah
[chorus]
pull up on ya ho with the pole, like, gimme that throat
i’m with the sh~t, yeah~yeah
i’m on go, big ol’ sticks in this b~tch, yeah~yeah
told her “make sure this d~ck stay hard,” yeah~yeah
send my opps to the graveyard, yeah~yeah
[outro]
graveyard, yeah~yeah
gra~gra~graveyard, yeah~yeah
gra~gra~graveyard, yeah~yeah
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