Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yella & Yayo, artist - Yella Beezy. Album song Lite Work, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hitco
Song language: English
Yella & Yayo |
| HoodFame, HoodFame, HoodFame |
| Yayo |
| Ayy ayy, the Yella mane, god damn |
| Say Yella, pill pop one, got one, pop one |
| Pop one, pop one, pop one |
| Oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo, oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo |
| Oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo, oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo |
| I’ma go run to them pesos, we pimpin', lil daddy don’t chase hoes |
| Say lil bitch, watch what you say ho, ayy lil bitch watch what you say ho |
| Designer shoes hurt your feet, I get paid all week |
| At the club gettin' geeked, I don’t want her, she a freak |
| I got bars, what you need? |
| I swap cars with my peeps |
| I ball hard like I’m Meech, realest nigga in the streets |
| Oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo |
| I drop the top on Rodeo |
| Pour up a deuce in a fuego |
| I got them pounds from Vallejo |
| Bitch I’m on fire, no J-O |
| Bitch don’t you lie 'less I say so |
| Cookie got her geeked like she Faybo |
| I get that drank in from Vallejo |
| Young nigga, young nigga, yeah I had to run it up |
| Keep that four-five by my belly, no tummy tuck |
| Lil nigga didn’t stop with the drum, man that’s fun to us |
| I feel like Pimp C bitch, no I can’t stop comin' up |
| Takin' a flight with the bitch, her name Monica |
| Fuckin' the bitch and she squirt on the furniture |
| I parked in the lot, she run back to her lame boss |
| Fuck what you heard nigga, I had to run it up |
| Off them bars I go crazy |
| She my broad, my lil baby |
| We shot out cars with three-eighties |
| Big old forty, no safety |
| I don’t fuck with boy, yeah he shady |
| Rerock hard like the eighties |
| Big old toy in my blazer |
| Can’t trust these broads, they fugazi |
| Oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo, oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo |
| Oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo, oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo |
| I’ma go run to them pesos, we pimpin', lil daddy don’t chase hoes |
| Say lil bitch, watch what you say ho, ayy lil bitch watch what you say ho |
| Designer shoes hurt your feet, I get paid all week |
| At the club gettin' geeked, I don’t want her, she a freak |
| I got bars, what you need? |
| I swap cars with my peeps |
| I ball hard like I’m Meech, realest nigga in the streets |
| Oh my it’s Yayo and Yella |
| Hundred P’s in the cellar |
| Yopper bang heavy metal |
| Big ass thooka, turn his ass to a step through |
| Fucked her on the first day that I met her |
| She don’t love me, she in love with my bezel |
| But after I fucked her, hit the door, then I left her |
| I don’t want the bitch, she really ain’t special |
| Damnit man, damnit man, I had to make a plan |
| Had to hit a lick on plug and the middle man |
| You say you want war then let’s get it then |
| Had an FN, bullets spinnin' like ceiling fan |
| I know you heard the song boy |
| I can get you knocked and it won’t take long boy |
| Try me, I’m the wrong boy |
| Fuck a vest, hit you all in your dome boy |
| Murder scene, murder scene |
| I’m on fire like kerosene |
| Now these niggas want murder me |
| I just kill 'em with courtesy |
| I’m laughing at niggas |
| Hah, 'cause I’m livin' my dreams |
| I got fifteen with a beam, long extension for your team |
| Bitch we ready for the scheme |
| Oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo, oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo |
| Oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo, oh my, it’s Yella and Yayo |
| I’ma go run to them pesos, we pimpin', lil daddy don’t chase hoes |
| Say lil bitch, watch what you say ho, ayy lil bitch watch what you say ho |
| Designer shoes hurt your feet, I get paid all week |
| At the club gettin' geeked, I don’t want her, she a freak |
| I got bars, what you need? |
| I swap cars with my peeps |
| I ball hard like I’m Meech, realest nigga in the streets |