Letra Yea Yea Yea - Young Thug
(Wheezy outta here)
YSL Music Group
From the other world to the other world to the other world, lonely (Yeah)
I done fucked her and another girl and another girl on me (No cap)
I done ranned up these racks and now I got Christmas under the tree (Ran it up)
Though my dawg dem are set, now they say nothin', that's on me (Yeah)
I don't wanna talk about nothin', no, I don't wanna know 'bout no beats
Independent, trappin' down, I'm tryna forever remember this
I was tryna shoot 'em down, I don't wanna forever diss (Ha)
Be quiet, let me count every dime without a miss (Shh)
I done ranned up the bag, now red bottoms on my feet
You can wake up to grapes and heated floors on your feet (Yeah)
Señorita, I'ma buy you a Richard Mille, all VV's
Señorita (Señorita), señorita (Oh, yeah)
Señorita ('Rita), gotta re-up (Oh)
Father, we up (We up), my feet up (Oh)
Send the weed up (Send the weed up) with a fever (Oh)
Can't ease up (Yeah) without seein' us (Oh)
I gotta rebuild (Yeah, yeah), not mad at all
For YSL (Y) puttin' on with my dawgs (Yeah)
I got gratitude and attitude (Yeah)
A bougie nigga, put my kids all in charter school (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (And I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I just wanna know, yeah)
Droppin' off the top with the mileage backed up (Yeah)
Break it down the toilet, it whirl and add up (Ayy)
Hella people 'round the town get fast dough (Racks)
Eighty-seven Kaepernick, thousand on the Rollie
I can always see the devil harassin' me
Tellin' me he lovin' me while stabbin' me (Yeah)
Niggas tellin' 'round this bitch, it's a hobby (No cap)
Lost control on the road with a body (Skrrt, skrrt)
You bionic, give a nigga stamina (Stamina)
I won't stand down, niggas gon' get banned out
I take my nine out if he really wanna find out
You got your hand out because I'm passin' bands out
I lost my virginity into Amanda
All these fuckin' yellow diamonds, Tropicana
Bunch of old-ass bitches tryna fuck us
They'll be fuckin' on my grandson (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (And I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just wanna know
Yeah
YSL Music Group
From the other world to the other world to the other world, lonely (Yeah)
I done fucked her and another girl and another girl on me (No cap)
I done ranned up these racks and now I got Christmas under the tree (Ran it up)
Though my dawg dem are set, now they say nothin', that's on me (Yeah)
I don't wanna talk about nothin', no, I don't wanna know 'bout no beats
Independent, trappin' down, I'm tryna forever remember this
I was tryna shoot 'em down, I don't wanna forever diss (Ha)
Be quiet, let me count every dime without a miss (Shh)
I done ranned up the bag, now red bottoms on my feet
You can wake up to grapes and heated floors on your feet (Yeah)
Señorita, I'ma buy you a Richard Mille, all VV's
Señorita (Señorita), señorita (Oh, yeah)
Señorita ('Rita), gotta re-up (Oh)
Father, we up (We up), my feet up (Oh)
Send the weed up (Send the weed up) with a fever (Oh)
Can't ease up (Yeah) without seein' us (Oh)
I gotta rebuild (Yeah, yeah), not mad at all
For YSL (Y) puttin' on with my dawgs (Yeah)
I got gratitude and attitude (Yeah)
A bougie nigga, put my kids all in charter school (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (And I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I just wanna know, yeah)
Droppin' off the top with the mileage backed up (Yeah)
Break it down the toilet, it whirl and add up (Ayy)
Hella people 'round the town get fast dough (Racks)
Eighty-seven Kaepernick, thousand on the Rollie
I can always see the devil harassin' me
Tellin' me he lovin' me while stabbin' me (Yeah)
Niggas tellin' 'round this bitch, it's a hobby (No cap)
Lost control on the road with a body (Skrrt, skrrt)
You bionic, give a nigga stamina (Stamina)
I won't stand down, niggas gon' get banned out
I take my nine out if he really wanna find out
You got your hand out because I'm passin' bands out
I lost my virginity into Amanda
All these fuckin' yellow diamonds, Tropicana
Bunch of old-ass bitches tryna fuck us
They'll be fuckin' on my grandson (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (And I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just wanna know
Yeah
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