504 Boyz, Master P, Young Blaze, Slay Sean - Yeah Yeah lyrics
[504 Boyz, Master P, Young Blaze, Slay Sean - Yeah Yeah lyrics]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball
The last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers
Cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V Tweezy
You see the rims spinning
Yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit
Fresh out the hood daddy
Look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist
That's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood
I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habit's, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son
Don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips
We on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat
Give me all of this bout that foolishness
Bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club
With the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick
You can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper
And I don't plan on losing it
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V Tweezy
You see the rims spinning
Yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze
Still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one
Still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth
Cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar
Chickens in a Rover yes sir
Got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking
Maybe they could stop spinning
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V Tweezy
You see the rims spinning
Yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball
The last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers
Cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V Tweezy
You see the rims spinning
Yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit
Fresh out the hood daddy
Look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist
That's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood
I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habit's, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son
Don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips
We on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat
Give me all of this bout that foolishness
Bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club
With the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick
You can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper
And I don't plan on losing it
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V Tweezy
You see the rims spinning
Yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze
Still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one
Still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth
Cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar
Chickens in a Rover yes sir
Got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking
Maybe they could stop spinning
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V Tweezy
You see the rims spinning
Yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit