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Young Nudy – Yeah Yeah lyrics
[Intro]
You can't trust nobody
I don't fuck with these niggas
Fuck 12
Look what kind of picture they try to paint on me
Drank
I know
What you tell 'em slime?
[Chorus]
Gangster, blood
Shooter, killer
Robber, yeah
Finesser, jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Your bitch, want to fuck
Huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, percs
Lean, pour me up
[Verse 1]
Look what the molly make your bitch do
Look what the drank make your bitch do
Look what the weed make your bitch do, fuck it
Look what the percs make Young Nudy do
Beat your bitch back down
Imma give your hoe the mack down
WWE Smackdown, yeah I'm talking raw nigga
Beat your bitch raw nigga, yeah
All in her jaws nigga
All in her jaws nigga
Knockin' down walls nigga
Beat your bitch face up
Yeah I run I run the cake up
Riding 'round with the cakers
Yeah we havin' bakers
Bake me a pussy nigga
Try to play nigga, Imma gon' roll you up like a swisher
And Imma smoke you nigga
Yeah you over with
[Chorus]
Gangster, blood
Shooter, killer
Robber, yeah
Finesser, jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Your bitch, want to fuck
Huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, percs
Lean, pour me up
[Verse 2]
Damn, you try that bitch
Damn, you try that hoe
Yeah, I don't really give a fuck 'bout that ho
Give her nothin' but the slow strokes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got your bitch in the room screaming, yeah
Yeah, blam, damn, well
I done srolled up another blunt, Toucan Sam
Fruit loops, in a fucking coupe
Riding 'round with the whole zoo, what about you?
You through, they through
I'm shooting, you shooting
They 'bout it, we 'bout it
Catch a body, you ain't 'bout it
Been 'bout it, since a youngin'
Everybody know I want the money
If a nigga ain't talking 'bout no money
Shit, I guess I'll go fuck on your honey
[Chorus]
Gangster, blood
Shooter, killer
Robber, yeah
Finesser, jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Your bitch, want to fuck
Huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, percs
Lean, pour me up
[Outro]
Huh, yeah
[?]
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Ain't tryin' these bitches
See what the drug make yo' bitch do
You can't trust nobody
I don't fuck with these niggas
Fuck 12
Look what kind of picture they try to paint on me
Drank
I know
What you tell 'em slime?
[Chorus]
Gangster, blood
Shooter, killer
Robber, yeah
Finesser, jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Your bitch, want to fuck
Huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, percs
Lean, pour me up
[Verse 1]
Look what the molly make your bitch do
Look what the drank make your bitch do
Look what the weed make your bitch do, fuck it
Look what the percs make Young Nudy do
Beat your bitch back down
Imma give your hoe the mack down
WWE Smackdown, yeah I'm talking raw nigga
Beat your bitch raw nigga, yeah
All in her jaws nigga
All in her jaws nigga
Knockin' down walls nigga
Beat your bitch face up
Yeah I run I run the cake up
Riding 'round with the cakers
Yeah we havin' bakers
Bake me a pussy nigga
Try to play nigga, Imma gon' roll you up like a swisher
And Imma smoke you nigga
Yeah you over with
[Chorus]
Gangster, blood
Shooter, killer
Robber, yeah
Finesser, jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Your bitch, want to fuck
Huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, percs
Lean, pour me up
[Verse 2]
Damn, you try that bitch
Damn, you try that hoe
Yeah, I don't really give a fuck 'bout that ho
Give her nothin' but the slow strokes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got your bitch in the room screaming, yeah
Yeah, blam, damn, well
I done srolled up another blunt, Toucan Sam
Fruit loops, in a fucking coupe
Riding 'round with the whole zoo, what about you?
You through, they through
I'm shooting, you shooting
They 'bout it, we 'bout it
Catch a body, you ain't 'bout it
Been 'bout it, since a youngin'
Everybody know I want the money
If a nigga ain't talking 'bout no money
Shit, I guess I'll go fuck on your honey
[Chorus]
Gangster, blood
Shooter, killer
Robber, yeah
Finesser, jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Your bitch, want to fuck
Huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, percs
Lean, pour me up
[Outro]
Huh, yeah
[?]
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Ain't tryin' these bitches
See what the drug make yo' bitch do
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