Ty Dolla $ign, Jeremih - My Yea lyrics

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Wake up, count my money with my yea, uh
Run it up at the mall with my yea
She gon' get it on the floor, that my yea
She said, "watch my do it on a handstand
" ay
She don't need a man, she get her own bands
She just fuck with me because
I make her laugh
Hit the Neiman, ran it up on a raft
My new whip got 220 on the dash, ay

Party like a jeep on my dash
I go two hundred on that ass
She that wifey, oh, my last
Oh, my last, but she be screamin'
My first for the neighbors (Woo)

She said, "Dolla
Fly me out with you to Vegas"
"If I take a shot with you, I need a chase"
She like that pink Ciroc, I'ma do tequilla
Shе said, she fuck with me
She lovе the way I treat her, ay

Love the way I treat her
Act like he don't need her
Love the way I treat her
Hate it when I leave her
Punkin' in my twelve, wearin' my beater
Penthouse at the Tel, we don't kiss and tell
Fuck all night then

Wake up, count my money with my yea, uh
Run it up at the mall with my yea
She gon' get it on the floor, that my yea
She said, "watch my do it on a handstand
" ay
She don't need a man, she get her own bands
She just fuck with me because
I make her laugh
Hit the Neiman, ran it up on a raft
My new whip got 220 on the dash, uh

G-G-G-G-G, I'm throwin' Gucci on my yea
(Gucci) postions be changin' when I'm
Fuckin' on my yea bought that new Aventador
Swerve out with my yeah
Might fuck on your bitch
But wouldn't trade her for my yea
She don't bring no drama synde, Synde Summer
All that ass, I want her
Buy you Ferragamo, fuck her in the condo
Might take off the condom
All that ass, I want her
Take you home to mama

Wake up, count my money with my yea, uh
Run it up at the mall with my yea
She gon' get it on the floor, that my yea
She said, "watch my do it on a handstand
" ay
She don't need a man, she get her own bands
She just fuck with me because
I make her laugh
Hit the Neiman, ran it up on a raft
My new whip got 220 on the dash, uh