Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yeah , Yeah, artist - Future. Date of issue: 01.09.2012
Song language: English
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| All-white bitch to match my all-white Louies |
| Millionaire frames hand-made; |
| I’m just coolin' |
| Kid so fly say it shines like a movement |
| Bitch say I party hard, told her I make movies |
| Popcorn kush: no strings on ya coochie |
| Pop a DVD in, rollin, cruisin' |
| Yeah yeah… yeah, up there, swear |
| Wristwear cold, chande-lier |
| You see me, I see me too |
| Wristwear cold, bad bitches on me too |
| We don’t do no one-on-ones, we fuck 'em by the twos |
| Man, you just got on one chain — you know we wear like two? |
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| Whole 'lotta white equal a whole 'lotta riches |
| Whole 'lotta jew-els, I bought these for these bitches |
| Rocko Beckham: I know how to kick it! |
| Finessed you, babe? |
| I’m sorry, like Vinny «I ain’t in it» |
| Reign hell on these bitches, got plenty I’m like Tiger |
| That nigga say he hot as me? |
| Lil' buddy a liar! |
| Jump out that new Jaguar, superjump my kayer |
| P Zero Nero, gon' pump up my tires |
| Rocko Dinero: I’m all about dinero |
| You know I keep that heat on me, no way you can creep on me |
| They was sleepin' on me, but now they workin for me |
| You see me? |
| I see me too, bitch you can’t ignore me |
| You see me, I see me too |
| Wristwear cold, bad bitches on me too |
| We don’t do no one-on-ones, we fuck 'em by the twos |
| Man, you just got on one chain — you know we wear like two? |
| Yeah |
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| Yeah Yeah — Yeah |
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| Mix-match my ice like I mix-match my hogs |
| Black, yellow, white I change 'em up like I change clothes |
| John Juliano cover for my eye sight |
| Everything black bout to kill niggas on sight |
| Everything fly bout to take flight outta sight |
| Bad bitch my type, two dykes, two nights |
| Two rights, can’t deal Future no wrongs |
| ReRock stone like Fred Flintstone |
| Drinkin on lean two cups styrofoam |
| Two phones, I can’t take these home |
| Cuz too many woman wanna call my phone |
| Leave me alone while I get my lean on |
| Blowin' on strong, sippin on 'tron |
| Throwin up money, rippin my zone |
| You see me, I see me too |
| Wristwear cold, bad bitches on me too |
| We don’t do no one-on-ones, we fuck 'em by the twos |
| Man, you just got on one chain — you know we wear like two? |
| Yeah |
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