Lyrics Is You Fuckin? - Yella Beezy

Is You Fuckin?

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That’s some big dog shit
All these hoes wanna suck a big dog dick
You can’t touch her nigga'
That’s a big dog bitch
Ain’t no pressure on the money
Yeah, we ballin' on a bitch
(Ring)
You can’t save these nigga phone
Like 'em, I’ma press 'em
My bitch came and bought me a new choppa' for a present
Before I send the address say, «Li'l bitch, I got a question»
«Is you fuckin'?»
«Is you fuckin'?»
Hey, pour it out the cruiser
Li’l bitch, choose her
I’ma big dog
Hey, shoot at your medula
Drop your noodle
For they big dog
Hey, push up on a scooter
With a ruger, make 'em get down
Gotta' bad bitch from Bermuda
With some coolers
She gon' cool down
She 'on't wanna fuck no broke boy
No, that bitch there want a big dog
Hey, no sir I can’t front ya
I don’t know ya
No sir, shit naw
Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
Hit up your sauna, he can’t shit now
Yeah, last week, shot the ass cheek
She still can’t sit down
If I come to drop a pack on ya
Say, «Tell me, is you ready?»
Hey, she won’t let you fuck
'Cause you can’t hang
That li’l bitch petty
My li’l partner ballin'
He spent forty on Bugatti’s
That nigga ain’t righteous
He gon' starve you if you let him
Share that paper with 'em
That’s some big dog shit
All these hoes wanna suck a big dog dick
You can’t touch her nigga'
That’s a big dog bitch
Ain’t no pressure on the money
Yeah, we ballin' on a bitch
(Ring)
You can’t save these nigga phone
Like 'em, I’ma press 'em
My bitch came and bought me a new choppa' for a present
Before I send the address say, «Li'l bitch, I got a question