Girl Talk, Freeway, Young Chris - Tell Me Yeah lyrics
Freeway [Philly Freezer]
[Girl Talk, Freeway, Young Chris - Tell Me Yeah lyrics]
Let me start from the beginning
At the top of the list
Nah mean? It's the situation that I be lacin'
Mics through this for recreation
You in the studio pacin'
Need to ask yourself a question
Is you working or you wastin' time?
I take my time and make a rhyme
Then make a dime and vacay in StTropez
Now I want you making time
Real talk, me and homie girl talk
We can bond
And we thinkin' way beyond makin' them hit's
Man, we do this for the culture
Married to the game
I made my mixtape at the altar
Now that I got the fame you'll need a 16
That'll cost ya don't you try to play me
Got a sick team that'll off ya
Don't make it, make it rain
Don't want that rain, just keep it sunny
Know how we doin'
Ain't nothing movin' but the money
Had to grind hard just to get it
Listen, if you ain't kin then you
Ain't getting nothin' from me
Do you love what I be
Cookin' up? Then holla, "yeah, yeah"
The block gon' tell me, know they tell me
"yeah" pretty ladies, are we hookin'
Up? Then holla, "yeah, yeah"
All the girls gon' tell me
Know they tell me, "yeah"
To kill a pet, backwoods
Damn, I love it when them
Boogie bitches act hood
Standing on couches, tables full of bottles
Do it like the, YOLO, you know the motto
Models vvs' clean, Jordan number sixes
Step up and we freshest
Table full of bitches
State to state, city to city ask around
We did this before y'all witnessed the king
LeBron was a witness, we them niggas
Jump out my business
Give niggas the business
And I just came home from Venice
Poking with some bitches
Overseas we drinkin', eatin', smokin'
Enjoyin' their tradition
This trick ass pokin'
She potent and delicious
She know Freezy got the buzz and
She don't wanna miss it
She know Freezy in a rush
So she don't wanna risk it
Was waitin' by the curb
Said she heard we them niggas
Wanna love me like a wifey and
Fuck me like a mistress
I'm with the gunners, special
We on a mission when we in ya city need
Three pieces of biscuit's
She came with you, but she leavin' with me
Little mami, what you smokin'
What you sippin'?
At the top of the list
Nah mean? It's the situation that I be lacin'
Mics through this for recreation
You in the studio pacin'
Need to ask yourself a question
Is you working or you wastin' time?
I take my time and make a rhyme
Then make a dime and vacay in StTropez
Now I want you making time
Real talk, me and homie girl talk
We can bond
And we thinkin' way beyond makin' them hit's
Man, we do this for the culture
Married to the game
I made my mixtape at the altar
Now that I got the fame you'll need a 16
That'll cost ya don't you try to play me
Got a sick team that'll off ya
Don't make it, make it rain
Don't want that rain, just keep it sunny
Know how we doin'
Ain't nothing movin' but the money
Had to grind hard just to get it
Listen, if you ain't kin then you
Ain't getting nothin' from me
Do you love what I be
Cookin' up? Then holla, "yeah, yeah"
The block gon' tell me, know they tell me
"yeah" pretty ladies, are we hookin'
Up? Then holla, "yeah, yeah"
All the girls gon' tell me
Know they tell me, "yeah"
To kill a pet, backwoods
Damn, I love it when them
Boogie bitches act hood
Standing on couches, tables full of bottles
Do it like the, YOLO, you know the motto
Models vvs' clean, Jordan number sixes
Step up and we freshest
Table full of bitches
State to state, city to city ask around
We did this before y'all witnessed the king
LeBron was a witness, we them niggas
Jump out my business
Give niggas the business
And I just came home from Venice
Poking with some bitches
Overseas we drinkin', eatin', smokin'
Enjoyin' their tradition
This trick ass pokin'
She potent and delicious
She know Freezy got the buzz and
She don't wanna miss it
She know Freezy in a rush
So she don't wanna risk it
Was waitin' by the curb
Said she heard we them niggas
Wanna love me like a wifey and
Fuck me like a mistress
I'm with the gunners, special
We on a mission when we in ya city need
Three pieces of biscuit's
She came with you, but she leavin' with me
Little mami, what you smokin'
What you sippin'?