Lyrics Yeah - Yizzy

Yeah

Run up on stage everybody’s like 'yeah'
Spit one lyric and the crowd goes 'yeah'
Man said that we’re gonna bust this year
And we’re gonna shut shit down, said yeah
Went to my yard and said to my marge 'Mum, best know I’m gonna chart this year'
Bop thru ends and the G’s say 'yeah'
Anybody ask,?
I got this year
Bar for bar, they know man don’t care
So don’t ask if I that bre
Ask if I’m going out might say 'yeah'
Might take Keisha or might take Claire
Holdin' my head 'what's man gonna wear'
Said I’m going to?
The motive?
but I might air
Two hours late;
but I don’t care
Cause black man’s timin' them ones there
Pull up in the club and I’m like 'Yo sexy
Your eyes with them hips that’s deadly
Oh what, you got a man yeah?
Well move out the way let me chat to your bestie
The name’s Mr. Right, ay yo sexy
Your eyes, with them hips, and them lips, that’s deadly
You’re my cup of tea no ???
Run up on stage everybody’s like 'yeah'
Spit one lyric and the crowd goes 'yeah'
Man said that we’re gonna bust this year
And we’re gonna shut shit down, said yeah
Went to my yard and said to my marge 'Mum, best know I’m gonna chart this year'
Bump thru ends and the G’s say 'yeah'
Anybody ask,?
I got this year
DId I get that wheel-up (yeah)
Bar for bar did man keep up (yeah)
Now certain man don’t like me (no)
Tell 'em if you got a problem speak up, yeah
Don’t chat air
Even your girl try bell my phone so why’s it taken you the whole year
No, you ain’t on it
Don’t try long it
Spoke to your wifey, yeah she’s on it
(wha?)
Fuck your man
He don’t want it
Do what I want, don' tell man stop it
I don’t buss joke like Wallace and Gromit
Lookin' for the title of 'Next in Grime'
Look no further, no I got it
You don’t want it
Run up on stage everybody’s like 'yeah'
Spit one lyric and the crowd goes 'yeah'
Man said that we’re gonna bust this year
And we’re gonna shut shit down, said yeah
Went to my yard and said to my marge 'Mum, best know I’m gonna chart this year'
Bump thru ends and the G’s say 'yeah'
Anybody ask,?
I got this year
I don’t care what you bust down cuz
Your 'ead can still get buss down boss
Don’t think that a man’s gonna back down ca' you may back your ting like?
Ross?
Rude boy you must be lost I’ll back my ting like 'GET OVER HERE'
No wonder you’re a dick you only act hard for di gyal any other time my man soft
Tek your time
Try pull up on me and mine
I’m like can’t you see the sign it’s a double yellow line
So the car gets smashed everybody better dash
Everybody better run cause you won’t be fine
You would have been better off tryina step off in front a war of words and
throw shade on a brodda that shines
Stop standin round with ya hands out lookin for a handout.
(eediat)
I said 'Mum.
How can I shine if they always hammer them nails that standout'
(how)
So I took a break for a bit just to gather my shit but Lord knows manna back now
Told the man dem 'Move' from the background run up on stage see the front row
back down
Run up on stage everybody’s like 'yeah'
Spit one lyric and the crowd goes 'yeah'
Man said that we’re gonna bust this year
And we’re gonna shut shit down, said yeah
Went to my yard and said to my marge 'Mum, best know I’m gonna chart this year'
Bump thru ends and the G’s say 'yeah'
Anybody ask,?
I got this year
Run up on stage everybody’s like 'yeah'
Spit one lyric and the crowd goes 'yeah'
Man said that we’re gonna bust this year
And we’re gonna shut shit down, said yeah
Went to my yard and said to my marge 'Mum, best know I’m gonna chart this year'
Bump thru ends and the G’s say 'yeah'
Anybody ask,?
I got this year