Yeah Yeah

Shad Moss, Christopher Charles Lloyd

My weed's so potent, can smell when I'm smokin'
And you can tell it's five mother fucker 'cause I'm tokin'
His bare whisper, yeah you heard what I said
Talk shit and get your shit bust like fucking crab legs
Ha, so scram, hater, you can beat it the club post it up
Hoes showing me their cleavage it's the prince but it's rap shit
You know what he do, it ain't nothin', to get you touched, you and your man, too
I rep Ohio, you know that I'm a buckeye
These niggas hatin' 'cause my pockets swoll like black eyes
And can't nobody see him, now watch Bow take 'em to the cleaners
Ya know, hey!

Yeah, yeah and we smoking real big
Haters mad 'cause they girls on our dick, yeah
But I don't give a fuck, nigga
I don't give a fuck, nigga
Yeah, yeah and we smoking real big
Haters mad cause their girls on our dick, yeah
Shit, but I don't give a fuck, nigga
Nah, I don't give a fuck, nigga (yeah)

Label me the nicest and real rich niggas don't ask about prices
Cartier diamonds in that big face Breitling
Drivin' in Ferraris before I even had a license, yeah
I'm in a whole 'nother league, nigga
Switched teams, now I'm reppin' ?, eem, nigga
Fuck your weed, man, you smokin' dirt weed, nigga
I'm so high I feel like I smoked a whole tree, nigga
And they still tryin' to count me out
Let's see who laughin' when we open up these bank accounts
And can't nobody do it better, I'm too clever and way fresher
Yeah know!

Yeah, yeah and we smoking real big
Haters mad 'cause they girls on our dick, yeah
But I don't give a fuck, nigga
I don't give a fuck, nigga
Yeah, yeah and we smoking real big
Haters mad cause their girls on our dick, yeah
Shit, but I don't give a fuck, nigga (Bow, what's up, nigga?)
Nah, I don't give a fuck, nigga (yeah)

Uh! Super dooper fly as I'm stupid coupin' by
Wrap this mother fuckin' beat up in a knot, Gucci tie
Cush habit, droopy eye, gotta make a movie high
These lil niggas want their tear drops, gotta keep the Uzi by
Cush a Louis livin', poppin' tags and groupie flippin'
Shawty want a new beginning, not that bullshit you be kicking
Off the map with all my haters, try to find me you'll be missin'
You'll be drippin', I'll be tripping, money overrules the system
Hella frozed up, neck lightin' the first seven rows up
Polo and Louis posed up, your new love's my old slut
I'ma need a whole truck of bottles we don't hold cups
O.G we be smoking and your girls the ones we pokin' uh!

Yeah, yeah and we smoking real big
Haters mad 'cause they girls on our dick, yeah
But I don't give a fuck, nigga
I don't give a fuck, nigga
Yeah, yeah and we smoking real big
Haters mad cause their girls on our dick, yeah
Shit, but I don't give a fuck, nigga
Nah, I don't give a fuck, nigga (yeah)

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