Yeah Songtext
von T.I. feat. Lil Wayne
Yeah Songtext
All the whips on fours and my wrist so froze
Ain′t no problem with these hoes, they don't ever say no
All they sayin′ (yeah), I keep on sayin' (yeah)
Hey they be sayin' (yeah), we got ′em sayin′ (yeah)
You know my clique so cold and my pockets so swoll
And we bet a hundred more, I don't ever say no
All I say is (yeah), say bet I′m sayin' (yeah)
Say what I′m sayin' (yeah), you know I′m sayin' (yeah)
I'm ridin′ through the city blowin′ purple on a Saturday
See the APDP, well you got to put the gat away
See them nigga comin', let it blow like Donald Hathaway
In the SLRs, all the doors open thataway
Supermodel, movie stars and stripper broads after me
Nigga try to battle me, but all they do is flatter me
I ask ′em, "Ayy, what happenin'?" I′m laughin' while they chatterin′
I'm bustin', they be scatterin′, you know you lookin′ at a king
Super clean in the new drop stuntin'
Niggas talk shit but it ain′t 'bout nothin′
You'll get your ass kicked if your mouth keep runnin′
Keep talkin' slick 'bout the sound we comin′
You can say what you want, but this how we runnin′
Niggas still tryna ball out, we done it
My wrist so bright and my neck so sunny, when
I tell her let's go, she don′t back up from me
All the whips on fours and my wrist so froze
Ain't no problem with these hoes, they don′t ever say no
All they sayin' (yeah), I keep on sayin′ (yeah)
Hey they be sayin' (yeah), we got 'em sayin′ (yeah)
You know my clique so cold and my pockets so swoll
And we bet a hundred more, I don′t ever say no
All I say is (yeah), say bet I'm sayin′ (yeah)
Say what I'm sayin′ (yeah), you know I'm sayin′ (yeah)
Yeah, I'm me like a motherfucker
Flyer than a vampire, lookin' for a bloodsucker
I keep these hoes on E like a 4Runner
Man, I just throw a hundred G′s ′til my stove run out
Get a couple Phillies and some waters for these hoes' stomachs
I keep ′em rollin' like no brakes up in that 4Runner
I don′t stop, I'm on the clock like the smallest hands
Just look for me, I move the bass up out that marching band
That ain′t a coffee can, nigga that's four hundred grand
I keep the block jumpin', just call me Bunny Man
T make a blunt look like an arm without a fuckin′ hand
Fee break a pound straight down like a bucket, man
You can get it hard or get it lighter than a summer tan
The section leader over the stove like a drummer man
Brra-tat-tat, whip it up just like that, that
But if a nigga fuck with me wrong then
It′s brra-tat-tat-tat-tat, ya dig?
I like my whips on fours and my top better fold
Ain't no problem with these hoes, they don′t ever say no
All they sayin' (yeah), I keep on sayin′ (yeah)
You know they sayin' (yeah), ya dig? (Yeah)
You know my clique so bold, all of ′em don't fold
Niggas sharp, never broke, they don't ever say no
You need that work? (Yeah), we got that work (yeah)
You need that work? (Yeah), we got that work (yeah), ya dig? (Yeah)
I′m in the drop six-four on low-low (yeah)
When a ho get hit, no slow-mo (yeah)
Five mil′ on the tour, no promo
I'm at these pussy niggas′ ass, no homo
No homo, they suck like Tony Romo, so fuck them
And fuck you too, now go tell that to Bono
They hoes know she love when I let her shoot my
Two (yeah), 22's on the coupe I cruise (yeah)
Sucka niggas try to dupe my mood, they do
What they can, I do what I choose (yeah)
I give these hoes the blues, just call me B.B. King
If they can′t feel the monster, how can they see the king?
All the whips on fours and my wrist so froze
Ain't no problem with these hoes, they don′t ever say no
All they sayin' (yeah), I keep on sayin' (yeah)
Hey they be sayin′ (yeah), we got ′em sayin' (yeah)
You know my clique so cold and my pockets so swoll
And we bet a hundred more, I don′t ever say no
All I say is (yeah), say bet I'm sayin′ (yeah)
Say what I'm sayin′ (yeah), you know I'm sayin' (yeah), hey
Ain′t no problem with these hoes, they don't ever say no
All they sayin′ (yeah), I keep on sayin' (yeah)
Hey they be sayin' (yeah), we got ′em sayin′ (yeah)
You know my clique so cold and my pockets so swoll
And we bet a hundred more, I don't ever say no
All I say is (yeah), say bet I′m sayin' (yeah)
Say what I′m sayin' (yeah), you know I′m sayin' (yeah)
I'm ridin′ through the city blowin′ purple on a Saturday
See the APDP, well you got to put the gat away
See them nigga comin', let it blow like Donald Hathaway
In the SLRs, all the doors open thataway
Supermodel, movie stars and stripper broads after me
Nigga try to battle me, but all they do is flatter me
I ask ′em, "Ayy, what happenin'?" I′m laughin' while they chatterin′
I'm bustin', they be scatterin′, you know you lookin′ at a king
Super clean in the new drop stuntin'
Niggas talk shit but it ain′t 'bout nothin′
You'll get your ass kicked if your mouth keep runnin′
Keep talkin' slick 'bout the sound we comin′
You can say what you want, but this how we runnin′
Niggas still tryna ball out, we done it
My wrist so bright and my neck so sunny, when
I tell her let's go, she don′t back up from me
All the whips on fours and my wrist so froze
Ain't no problem with these hoes, they don′t ever say no
All they sayin' (yeah), I keep on sayin′ (yeah)
Hey they be sayin' (yeah), we got 'em sayin′ (yeah)
You know my clique so cold and my pockets so swoll
And we bet a hundred more, I don′t ever say no
All I say is (yeah), say bet I'm sayin′ (yeah)
Say what I'm sayin′ (yeah), you know I'm sayin′ (yeah)
Yeah, I'm me like a motherfucker
Flyer than a vampire, lookin' for a bloodsucker
I keep these hoes on E like a 4Runner
Man, I just throw a hundred G′s ′til my stove run out
Get a couple Phillies and some waters for these hoes' stomachs
I keep ′em rollin' like no brakes up in that 4Runner
I don′t stop, I'm on the clock like the smallest hands
Just look for me, I move the bass up out that marching band
That ain′t a coffee can, nigga that's four hundred grand
I keep the block jumpin', just call me Bunny Man
T make a blunt look like an arm without a fuckin′ hand
Fee break a pound straight down like a bucket, man
You can get it hard or get it lighter than a summer tan
The section leader over the stove like a drummer man
Brra-tat-tat, whip it up just like that, that
But if a nigga fuck with me wrong then
It′s brra-tat-tat-tat-tat, ya dig?
I like my whips on fours and my top better fold
Ain't no problem with these hoes, they don′t ever say no
All they sayin' (yeah), I keep on sayin′ (yeah)
You know they sayin' (yeah), ya dig? (Yeah)
You know my clique so bold, all of ′em don't fold
Niggas sharp, never broke, they don't ever say no
You need that work? (Yeah), we got that work (yeah)
You need that work? (Yeah), we got that work (yeah), ya dig? (Yeah)
I′m in the drop six-four on low-low (yeah)
When a ho get hit, no slow-mo (yeah)
Five mil′ on the tour, no promo
I'm at these pussy niggas′ ass, no homo
No homo, they suck like Tony Romo, so fuck them
And fuck you too, now go tell that to Bono
They hoes know she love when I let her shoot my
Two (yeah), 22's on the coupe I cruise (yeah)
Sucka niggas try to dupe my mood, they do
What they can, I do what I choose (yeah)
I give these hoes the blues, just call me B.B. King
If they can′t feel the monster, how can they see the king?
All the whips on fours and my wrist so froze
Ain't no problem with these hoes, they don′t ever say no
All they sayin' (yeah), I keep on sayin' (yeah)
Hey they be sayin′ (yeah), we got ′em sayin' (yeah)
You know my clique so cold and my pockets so swoll
And we bet a hundred more, I don′t ever say no
All I say is (yeah), say bet I'm sayin′ (yeah)
Say what I'm sayin′ (yeah), you know I'm sayin' (yeah), hey
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Darwin Cordale Quinn, Clifford J. Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

