Текст песни 504 Boyz - Yeah Yeah
504 Boyz - Yeah Yeah слова песни
ft. Slay Sean, Young Blaze
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I`m a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I`m like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I`m like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain`t R. Kelly, don`t make no movies
But I`ll freak you, won`t beat you
You buck then I`ll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can`t stop the New No Limit
[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit
[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that`s mad karats
Dog I`m past average, my lifestyle`s lavish
Ya`ll can keep the hood, I`m bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain`t no where near my level son, don`t get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I`m that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I`m bout my paper, and I don`t plan on losing it
[Chorus - 2x]
[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it`s still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do`
I`m country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson`s on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning
[Chorus - 2x]