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Yeah! lyrics

Performer Gr3ÿ

Yeah! song lyrics by Gr3ÿ official

Yeah! is a song in English

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I see you checking me out, I know you feel me,
Oh you know you see how all these niggas tryna be me,
G3, racking the money and keep it easy,
G3, loving the honeys from like grade 3
Game preciate so it motherfucking pay me
Real shit throughout the day, get out my way, B. I ain't here to play, you fucking frisbee grab this read it all day and fucking pay me
Somebody got these bitches confused, they try to play me
So I dance and dinner with Grace and now they say me
Bitch pick up your manners and bitch say please, Gr3y, I came with the order, watch how you serve me
Play me, it separate the fake from the real, gees... waving my motherfucking flag you still running, mm mmm mmm me, I'm victory humming
dancing with the devil how I got these bitches coming, I'm still here, now why you running
Come over here, let me tell you sum'n sum'n, yeah, yeah, now I got you laughing, sparkling, come here, let's get it popping
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,yeah
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Yeah, yeah
Big truck and a tipper how I motherfucking park in
Good how I'm dealing if you motherfucking asking
It's fucked up shit where I'm motherfucking passing
I'm Bracked as shit, I ain't motherfucking asking
Mm mm clear my throat it's time for action, round after round, man machine is how I'm packing, smashing, rapping, or motherfucking cashing, big boss with numbers, yeah I'm motherfucking stashing
Stashing for real while you pussy yos acting, yapping or gasping you fucking fore has-beens
I rubberband and pick up the juice, never run empty, I uppercut and jab after hook, energy plenty
I see you fail to keep up with truth, you fake fendi, change your fucking name from my chat and call you Wendy
I see a pussy yo, he hustle for change, like boss send me, it's broad daylight, and niggas bending
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,yeah
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I take a toke of the Mary on tob and Jah bless me
So every pussy get in my way, it don't stress me
Anybody tryna take from my lane, it don't faze me ain't shit a pussy nigga can say to me or hang with me, man I make it clear, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, I'm so gear
Real shit, a nigga straight and no rear, tryna break a chandelier and shit, I'm no SIA,
A nigga straight dick and big balls, no fear, I'm F1 and pacing the
race, Top gear
God dear, show these niggas real fear, is how I talk to my dogs man, in war gear
I'm top tier, OG no filter, heavy on the bong, but I burn like Rizla
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
She hate my real guts but she love how I seize her, she pretty so I please her, catch and I keep her how I Julias seize her
How I turn a bad bitch to a believer? straighten up her act throw away tha diva, gr3y I appropriate seive ya, I burn you like reefer, I burn you like reefer
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Nephat Ngoma
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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