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letra de yeah yeah - iamsu!

[intro: iamsu!]
yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah
(iamsu! laugh-)

[verse 1: iamsu!]
first name stunt, last name ball
ain’t no freak ho’, i can’t call
don’t like blunts, don’t like moss
and i smoke weed, but not like y’all
n-ggas gon’ hate, girls gon’ date
i been used to that profligate
life’s a b-tch, this i know
so i hope we procreate
got up in this rap game, and did one thing, dominate
if it ain’t about money, homie then i can’t accommodate
it’s a cook out, i come over with a paper plate
they think i work at hostess, based on all this cake i make
young g, say what i want to
my kick game, like kung fu
and if you think you shining, i might mess around and sun you
eating all these rappers, i can’t lie, i like this
do a verse, box of jordan’s, that’s what i call a mic check
i think, i need my eyes checked, i can’t see n0body
all i do is 5 star, but b-tch this ain’t yo gotti
i mean hotels, some tells, how i feel is so real
you got no sk!lls, i got pro sk!lls
i got the c0ke flow, dough, fishscale

[hook: iamsu!] (x4)
yeah, yeah yeah
imma player
granted, imma millionaire

[verse 2: iamsu!]
what it be like, what it gone do?
never acstac, cuz i told you
been ’bout bread since ’02
wanna hit n-gga, i’m the go to
i rock pd, til i od
i be low key, to my og
no justice, then there’s no peace
you ain’t kfc, you want no beef
see me boi, imma g boi
king soldiers, like a deep blunt
heavy baller, you a cheat boi
tennessee boi, you a decoy
on the same court, on the beach boi
please, don’t buy the lean boi
these rappers is my children, you know i follow these boys
homie live it up, leave it up
i kilt this beat, finna dig it up
small ball, golf ball
you ain’t big enough
smokin’ something that’ll probably leave a n-gga ducked
bro sick as f-ck, i’ll hit ya up
and the phone call, n-gga go hard
imma go hard, got a wallet
we the hottest, that’s a promise
thousands on garments
these rappers ready to seize tarnish
commas, drama, cheesy, these artists
sh-t, selling dope for some r-t-rded sh-t
please don’t call me neeno, i ain’t going down
turn my city up, when ever my boi in town

[hook]

- iamsu

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