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10Fifty – Yeah Yeah Lyrics

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Monkey nuts on sticks Talk to em
Got Moncler gear, thats another damn talk Thats drip
Baby girl gimmie lips uh-huh
Cashed out on them trips and Im taking them trips racks
Yeah, back to the bay lets go
Gonna beat up a molly, leave nut on her face ahh
Yeah, shell be straight Talk to em
Keep my dick in your mouth, so its fuck what you say Bitch
Oh, yeah-yeah yeah, yeah
Keep a bad lil bitch, go get that paper Ok
Oh, yeah-yeah yeah
If she hasnt been by herself, Im gone save it Thats true
Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah
Real young goat boy, Im a real hit maker GoatBoy
Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah
Real playa, lil baby, yeah Im a real Hoodbaby Playa
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Ice so cold, need a mink
Bitches cant even talk to me
Condo sit top floor, I hit one button, shootout, 33
Yeah Im the one, the hoes starin at me
Cuz you know your main hoe is a freak
Its crazy but its true, everybody love HoodBaby
I told Renardo go drip me, now he copped me a Saint Laurent tee
Hell yeah, these niggas be hoes
They so sweet, need to drink this tea
Told HoodMama she the G.O.A.T
She the real MVP, she bust me and Lil Keed
The price tag for me real high like weed
Thats no cap and no thing I need
Monkey nuts on sticks Talk to em
Got Moncler gear, thats another damn talk Thats drip
Baby girl gimmie lips uh-huh
Cashed out on them trips and Im taking them trips racks
Back to the bay lets go
Gonna beat up a molly, leave nut on her face ahh
Yeah, shell be straight Talk to em
Keep my dick in your mouth, so its fuck what you say
Oh, yeah-yeah yeah, yeah
Keep a bad lil bitch, go keep get paper
Oh, yeah-yeah yeah
If she hasnt been about herself, go say it
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Real young goat boy, Im a real hit maker GoatBoy
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Real playa, lil baby, yeah Im a real HoodBaby
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, Im only 19
19 having this bling
19 with skinny jeans
Skinny jeans, ho thats ?
Boy you aint cool, you lame
Tryna be something you aint
Need to just stay in your lane
Two guns, gone head, yeah I go loco
Come thru like John Wayne
AP, pologize, yeah it was robo
So I went and got this plain
Got the skreets piped aint even did a show, tho
Yeah, I built my domain
My Gucci belt go across a nigga face like Pootie Tang
Geeked up, no air run in our lanes
Everybody wrist gold, everybody paid
Bad lil shawty, and you know she stay slayed
Just a young nigga from the hood with fresh waves
We aint got the same miles, took different ways
Yeah, I started my wave Its crazy but its true
Monkey nuts on sticks Talk to em
Got Moncler gear, thats another damn talk Thats drip
Baby girl gimmie lips uh-huh
Cashed out on them trips, and Im takin them trips racks
Back to the bay lets go
Gonna beat up a molly, leave nut on her face ahh
Yeah, shell be straight Talk to em
Keep my dick in your mouth, so its fuck what you say Bitch
Oh, yeah-yeah yeah, yeah
Keep a bad lil bitch, go keep that paper
Oh, yeah-yeah yeah
If she hasnt been about herself, Im gon save it
Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah
Real young goat boy, Im a real hit maker GoatBoy
Yeah-yeah-yeah yeah
Real playa, lil baby, yeah Im a real HoodBaby
Yeah-yeah-yeah