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Yessir lyrics

Performer Tory Lanez

Yessir song lyrics by Tory Lanez official

Yessir is a song in English

(Down 95, yessir)

Off top, this for the bad bitches only
Baby you got to come and put that pussy on me
Off top, stop talking like I'm the homie
Baby you know I'm too poppin' to be the homie
You finna run me that pussy when I come back home
And when I hit it, you feel it all in your backbone
Off top, come here baby I got the tab on
Off top, let me feel it and get my grab on
I know you say, "I hate niggas", baby me too
You know I'd like to see your body in a see-through
You know I like to be about it when I see you
You know I like to be about it when I see you, yeah
She got her hair done, she got her nails did
Look in the mirror shawty, you know you nailed it
Ain't even come to work baby you bailed it
You know it's worth waiting on you and yeah it still is
I'm a hot boy, nigga I don't know how to front
I'm a hot boy, nigga I just know how to stunt
I'm a professional when it come to this shit
I'm a hoe-fessional when it come to a bitch
'Cause I ain't cuffing nothing, baby I just pass the bitches
I ain't cuffing nothing, baby I'm a savage nigga
I ain't cuffing nothing, girl I ain't no average nigga
'Cause I dicked shawty down, you could ask them bitches, aye

I got new shoes on a ride baby
(I got shoes on it)
I'ma skrrt down 95 baby
(Finna skrrt down 95)
I know you see in my eyes (in my eyes)
That I'm looking for a cutie pie
Girl we ain't gotta make love
(Gotta make love)
And we can cuddle up, yeah
(We can cuddle up yeah)
Know she wants me to beat it up
So I'ma beat it up, yeah

Keep talking, I'ma let you
I'm not a nigga that you come and bring your stress to
I'm not a nigga that you come and try to vent to
I'll fuck you better than that nigga you're confessing to
I know it's hard baby, but I'm squad baby
And she wants to fuck me, and I put that on baby
She gon' be stuck on me, I'ma put that on baby
And I won't be cuffing shit, I'ma put that on baby
Know she get her own money, so I'm yelling "Yessir"
Best of both worlds, cut need to best her
She be on the 'Gram looking like the next up
Work a real job, wearing polyester
She on the 9-5, we're trying to slide by
I'm in a big Royce she on a 5'9''
Lil' mama fine-fine, I'm trying to wine, dine
She got a nigga
But she fuck me on the side time, aye

I got new shoes on a ride baby
(I got shoes on it)
I'ma skrrt down 95 baby
(Finna skrrt down 95)
I know you see in my eyes (in my eyes)
That I'm looking for a cutie pie
Baby we ain't gotta make love
(Gotta make love)
And we can cuddle up, yeah
(We can cuddle up yeah)
Know she wants me to beat it up
I'ma beat it up, yeah

(My body, your body)
(My body, your body)
(My body, your body)
(My body)

(Body, your body) your body
(My body, your body) my body
(My body, your body) yeah yeah
(My body, your body)

Oh lil' mama
Control it, don't fold, lil' mama
Oh lil' mama
Control it, don't fold, lil' mama

Oh lil' mama
Control it, don't fold, lil' mama
Oh lil' mama
Control it, don't fold, lil' mama
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Corey Mathis, Daystar Peterson, Derrick Baker, Diamond Smith, James Scheffer, Joseph Smith, Marcus Cooper, Spectacular Smith, Stephen Garrett
Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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