SiyahXO! - #You #Hella #Lame! lyrics
[SiyahXO! - #You #Hella #Lame! lyrics]
I’m on my own wave, you feel me? I don’t
Give a ‘bout what the next man do
You feel me? I’m on my
Way to the paper, I don’t give
No fuck ‘bout no friends
I don’t give no fuck ‘bout
None of that, nigga, if it ain’t ‘bout the
Money, I don’t give a fuck
‘bout what you talkin’
‘bout… it up, yeah, don’t
Even open yo’ mouth
If you ain’t talkin’ ‘bout the
Money, do not say shit to me
I don’t wanna hear nothing if
It ain’t about the money, money
Make the world go round
Let’s keep making this bitch spin
White bitch, she so proper
When she suck my dick, she slobber
These niggas Will Smith in the Oscars
If my bitch cheat, can’t stop her
Don't mean I'm finna stay around
My feelings no playground
No, my niggas don't play around
Yеah, they like them K sounds
Chop' bullеt, it go, "Do, do, do, do"
Chop' bullet, it pick, you, you, you
And you
High as hell, bitch, I'm stuck in a loop
Too high, need a parachute
Just touch down, I'm in a boof
Just touch down, I'm with his boo
I just made six like a touch down
Need an assist, pass, touch down
Don't need your assistance, sit down
I'm the king of this shit, need a damn crown
Sippin' on lean, I ain't sipping Crown
To keep it a bean, I be sipping Crown
Whole lotta beam, better get down
You is not gettin’ green, boy
You Cap and Gown
Roll up some green, then I linger around
I want your bitch, she love to linger 'round
I want your bitch, she do what I say
Keep my ho, nigga, that your bait
Love a big bag, like Beyoncé
Can’t put a ring on it though
I make her sing to me bro
I'm like, "Come sing to me ho"
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
We not the same, pussy ho
We not the same, pussy bro
We not the same, pussy ho
(We not the same, no, We not the same, no)
(We not the same, no)
Give a ‘bout what the next man do
You feel me? I’m on my
Way to the paper, I don’t give
No fuck ‘bout no friends
I don’t give no fuck ‘bout
None of that, nigga, if it ain’t ‘bout the
Money, I don’t give a fuck
‘bout what you talkin’
‘bout… it up, yeah, don’t
Even open yo’ mouth
If you ain’t talkin’ ‘bout the
Money, do not say shit to me
I don’t wanna hear nothing if
It ain’t about the money, money
Make the world go round
Let’s keep making this bitch spin
White bitch, she so proper
When she suck my dick, she slobber
These niggas Will Smith in the Oscars
If my bitch cheat, can’t stop her
Don't mean I'm finna stay around
My feelings no playground
No, my niggas don't play around
Yеah, they like them K sounds
Chop' bullеt, it go, "Do, do, do, do"
Chop' bullet, it pick, you, you, you
And you
High as hell, bitch, I'm stuck in a loop
Too high, need a parachute
Just touch down, I'm in a boof
Just touch down, I'm with his boo
I just made six like a touch down
Need an assist, pass, touch down
Don't need your assistance, sit down
I'm the king of this shit, need a damn crown
Sippin' on lean, I ain't sipping Crown
To keep it a bean, I be sipping Crown
Whole lotta beam, better get down
You is not gettin’ green, boy
You Cap and Gown
Roll up some green, then I linger around
I want your bitch, she love to linger 'round
I want your bitch, she do what I say
Keep my ho, nigga, that your bait
Love a big bag, like Beyoncé
Can’t put a ring on it though
I make her sing to me bro
I'm like, "Come sing to me ho"
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
You hella lame to me bro
We not the same, pussy ho
We not the same, pussy bro
We not the same, pussy ho
(We not the same, no, We not the same, no)
(We not the same, no)