Merchata, Dom Corleo - Hell Yuh lyrics
Dominic Anthony Paoletti
[Merchata, Dom Corleo - Hell Yuh lyrics]
She saying hell yuh yuh yuh
I'm like bitch hell yuh
Count my money like hell yuh
And when I fuck her grab her hair yuh
Thumb through hundreds like hell yuh
My money sit up on the chair yuh
Catch me flying down the dead run
I throw up in a Panamera
I'm high as hell on a plane
I might as well go buy drank
You might as well go cop plain
You might as well fuck a lame
Bitch ass bitch ass
I was grippin' on his bitch ass
Model hoe she got some real ass
Bottega on me and a Rick bag
Benz truck and I ain't rent that
Sex drive on 10 racks yuh, I go up
I hop on that beat and I'm gone blow
Yuh, she go ghost yuh
She hop in that truck and she gone go
Fasho fasho
Bitch you know that I do this fasho
Off a X whеn I get to the show
Locked in my drеams I be doing the most
Smoking on thrax I ain't doing the lows
Yo bitch just taking off cloths
I pull up on seven and pour up a four
I count up 11 then go to the post
Yuh, I do this shit on my lone
I don't even know how these bitches be broke
Yeah I just hop in the coupe lets go
I showed them some racks and
They act like we close
Yuh, and I'm really stuck in that mode
I smoke a zip and I stick to the code
I put on Balenciagas with the Rick
I hopped in the Daytona with your bitch
And I ain't got no drank so I'm feelin sick
I told you I can't die till I'm rich
She saying hell yuh yuh yuh
I'm like bitch hell yuh
Count my money like hell yuh
And when I fuck her grab her hair yuh
Thumb through hundreds like hell yuh
My money sit up on the chair yuh
Catch me flying down the dead run
I throw up in a Panamera
I'm high as hell on a plane
I might as well go buy drank
You might as well go cop plain
You might as well fuck a lame
Bitch ass bitch ass
I was grippin' on his bitch ass
Model hoe she got some real ass
Bottega on me and a Rick bag
Benz truck and I ain't rent that
Sex drive on 10 racks yuh, I go up
I hop on that beat and I'm gone blow
Yuh, she go ghost yuh
She hop in that truck and
I'm like bitch hell yuh
Count my money like hell yuh
And when I fuck her grab her hair yuh
Thumb through hundreds like hell yuh
My money sit up on the chair yuh
Catch me flying down the dead run
I throw up in a Panamera
I'm high as hell on a plane
I might as well go buy drank
You might as well go cop plain
You might as well fuck a lame
Bitch ass bitch ass
I was grippin' on his bitch ass
Model hoe she got some real ass
Bottega on me and a Rick bag
Benz truck and I ain't rent that
Sex drive on 10 racks yuh, I go up
I hop on that beat and I'm gone blow
Yuh, she go ghost yuh
She hop in that truck and she gone go
Fasho fasho
Bitch you know that I do this fasho
Off a X whеn I get to the show
Locked in my drеams I be doing the most
Smoking on thrax I ain't doing the lows
Yo bitch just taking off cloths
I pull up on seven and pour up a four
I count up 11 then go to the post
Yuh, I do this shit on my lone
I don't even know how these bitches be broke
Yeah I just hop in the coupe lets go
I showed them some racks and
They act like we close
Yuh, and I'm really stuck in that mode
I smoke a zip and I stick to the code
I put on Balenciagas with the Rick
I hopped in the Daytona with your bitch
And I ain't got no drank so I'm feelin sick
I told you I can't die till I'm rich
She saying hell yuh yuh yuh
I'm like bitch hell yuh
Count my money like hell yuh
And when I fuck her grab her hair yuh
Thumb through hundreds like hell yuh
My money sit up on the chair yuh
Catch me flying down the dead run
I throw up in a Panamera
I'm high as hell on a plane
I might as well go buy drank
You might as well go cop plain
You might as well fuck a lame
Bitch ass bitch ass
I was grippin' on his bitch ass
Model hoe she got some real ass
Bottega on me and a Rick bag
Benz truck and I ain't rent that
Sex drive on 10 racks yuh, I go up
I hop on that beat and I'm gone blow
Yuh, she go ghost yuh
She hop in that truck and