lirik lagu young gully - still yh iii
fresh on the beat, so you know that sh-t slaps
[hook: ab]
i’m still yh, n-ggas ain’t knowin’, knowin’
these n-ggas ain’t knowin’
i’m still yh, n-ggas ain’t knowin’, knowin’
these n-ggas ain’t knowin’
we gettin’ paid
[chorus]
let the music play
you won’t get away
just keep groovin’ and he’ll come back to you one day
still yh
let the music play
you won’t get away
this groove will get it goin’ and he won’t lead you anywhere
still yh
let the music play
you won’t get away
just keep groovin’ and he’ll come back to you one day
still yh
let the music play
you won’t get away
this groove will get it goin’ and he won’t lead you anywhere
still yh
[verse 1: young gully]
let the sh-t bang, thuggin’ let your stick hang
i’m out the whip, foreign kicks with the sllit frames
couple [?] on my [?] that was quick change
wrist flames got me goin’ like six chains
where your b-tch, in my suite gettin’ d-ck gamed
in between the sheets yellin’ out my nickname
in my own lane even when i switch lanes
brick house on my side call me rick james
three bs run it up like the pgs
snow flakes with the ice, that’s a deep freeze
i be talkin’ all this dope like i keep keys
i don’t play, i’m too adult for these pee-wees
real boss, holler at me when you need a job
my advice, just elude it when you see the mob
i’m so up on these n-ggas, all i see is god
lotta foes in these streets, gotta keep a rod
[chorus]
let the music play
you won’t get away
just keep groovin’ and he’ll come back to you one day
still yh
let the music play
you won’t get away
this groove will get it goin’ and he won’t lead you anywhere
still yh
[verse 2: young gully]
let the trunk shake, trust i’ma touch cake
ho, i’m stand up, i don’t do the pump fakes
n-ggas say they guns up, but they funds ain’t
when you do it for the love, gotta dust snakes
on my grind, stickin’ to it like i’m duct tape
take my time with these units, i don’t rush fate
get the packs for the load, off of front way
final seconds on the clock and we up eight
been eatin’ on these boys, that’s a lunch date
call me jacob in the bull, fight just one [?]
middle finger to the critics, n-gga f-ck hate
got ’em sighin’, ’cause their callin’ me a young great
if there’s problems, let me know, i’ll let the drum bake
still sittin’ on the bench, like the bus lady
big dog, had to do it for the [?]
and no comin’ sideways, better come straight
[chorus]
let the music play
you won’t get away
just keep groovin’ and he’ll come back to you one day
still yh
let the music play
you won’t get away
this groove will get it goin’ and he won’t lead you anywhere
still yh
let the music play
you won’t get away
just keep groovin’ and he’ll come back to you one day
still yh
let the music play
you won’t get away
this groove will get it goin’ and he won’t lead you anywhere
still yh
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