Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hell Yeah, artist - Juelz Santana. Date of issue: 28.08.2014
Song language: English
Hell Yeah |
| I’m over the limit, but I think I want some more |
| All my niggas spending, so bartender pour some more |
| Plus we getting faded, smoking on that hit and quit |
| Bitches getting naked, don’t they know I hit and quit? |
| What you tryna do? |
| You’re looking like some trouble |
| That I wanna get into, your home girl looking dirty |
| So she can get it too, I ain’t apologising, I ain’t sorry |
| Girl for touching on your body cause I just came here to party |
| If you been up in the spot and you need another shot |
| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |
| If the chick across the room dropping drop it like it’s hot |
| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |
| If you party 'til the lights turn on |
| Tell the DJ play your song |
| If you ain’t about to stop, if somebody call the cops |
| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |
| I see bottles on the table, shawty on the molly |
| With a piercing in her navel, puffing like a Marley |
| Soon everybody faded, waving at my haters |
| Cause they seeing me mugging at me got me saying |
| What you wanna do instead of causing trouble? |
| Nigga here’s what you should do |
| Go look around and find some hoes that you can get into |
| Cause I’m just outchea tryna do the same |
| But I got the dully on me just in case you wanna bang |
| If you been up in the spot and you need another shot |
| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |
| If the chick across the room dropping drop it like it’s hot |
| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |
| If you party 'til the lights turn on |
| Tell the DJ play your song |
| If you ain’t about to stop, if somebody call the cops |
| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |
| Check me out, check me out, I’m on some conceited shit |
| Pocket full of dead presidents, but I ain’t grieving, bitch |
| Married to the game, that’s forever, I ain’t leaving it |
| I know your man, don’t put it down, cause you look like you need the dick |
| One time for them haters, two times for them fakers |
| Three times for these bad bitches, we fucking all of them later |
| Yeah, hell yeah, getting money is my ammo |
| But I don’t pay for no pussy, so I hope you got that memo |
| Tell hold on and don’t let go |
| And then I treat the pussy like a rental |
| And I beat the pussy instrumental |
| Let’s go, let’s go |
| If you party 'til the lights turn on |
| Tell the DJ play your song |
| If you ain’t about to stop, if somebody call the cops |
| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |