Bow Wow, Lloyd Banks - Yeah Yeah lyrics
[Bow Wow, Lloyd Banks - Yeah Yeah lyrics]
Can smell when I'm smokin'
And you can tell it's five
Mother fucker cause I'm tokin'
His bare whisper, yeah you heard what I said
Talk shit and get your shit
Bust like fucking crab legs
Ha, so scram hater you can beat
It the club post it up
Hoes showing me their cleavage it's the
Prince but it's rap shit
You know what he do, it ain't
Nothin', to get you touched
You and your man too
I rap Ohio, you know that I'm a buck-eye
These nigga's hatin' cause my pockets
Swoll' like black eyes
And can't nobody see him
Now watch bow take 'em to the cleaners
Ya know, hey!
Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big
Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea
But, I don't give a fuck nigga'
I don't give a fuck nigga'!
Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big
Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea
Shit but I don't give a fuck nigga'
Nah I don't give a fuck nigga'!
Yeeea! Label me the nicest and real rich
Nigga's don't ask about prices i'll be here
Diamonds in that big face brightlin'
Drivin' in Ferrari's before I
Even had a license, yea
I'm in a whole other league nigga'
Switched teams now repre'seein' beem nigga'
Fuck your weed man
You smoking dirt weed nigga'
I'm so high I feel like I
Smoked a whole tree nigga'
And they still tryin' to count me out
Let's see who laughin' when we
Open up these bank accounts
And can't nobody do it better
I'm too clever and way fresher yea know!
Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big
Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea
But, I don't give a fuck nigga' (Nah)
I don't give a fuck nigga'! (Uh)
Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big (Yea)
Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea
Shit but I don't give a fuck nigga'
(Bow what's up nigga' I see you)
Nah I don't give a fuck nigga'!
Uh! Super dooper fly as I'm stupid coupin' by
Wrap this mother fuckin' beat up in a knot
Gucci tie cush habit droopy eye
Gotta make a movie high
These lil' nigga's what their tear drops
Gotta' keep the uzi by cush a Louis livin'
Poppin' tags and groupie flippin'
Shawty want a new beginning
Not that bullshit you be kicking
Off the map with all my haters
Try to find me you'll be missin'
You'll be drippin', I'll be tripping
Money overrules the system hella' frozed up
Neck lightin' the first seven rows up
Polo and Louis posed up
Your new love's my old slut
I'ma need a whole truck of
Bottles we don't hold cups
OG we be smoking and your girls
The ones we pokin' uh!
Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big
Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea
But, I don't give a fuck nigga'
I don't give a fuck nigga'!
Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big
Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea
Shit but I don't give a fuck nigga'
Nah I don't give a fuck nigga'!