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yea yea - b-lovee lyrics

[intro: b*lovee & burna boy]
ye*ye*ye
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye
ye, ehn*ehn, ye*ye*ye
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye
ye*ye, ye*ye (yeah*yeah)
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye (huh, yeah*yeah)
ye, ehn*ehn, ye*yе*ye (yeah*yeah*yеah)
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye
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[verse 1]
sneak dissin’, you know i ain’t with that
i don’t get that, better get back
number one in my hood and i’m with that
no, it ain’t christmas, but you could get gift*wrapped
why he subbin’? tell him, “give my d*ck back”
that b*tch that he lovin’, gang already drenched that
n*ggas hatin’ ’cause i really did that, like
good drip, they keep askin’ where i get that
hit it good, she askin’ why i did that
n*gga cappin’, he ain’t never did that
he got hit and he ain’t get his hit back
off the ‘migos, she lit and she keep tryna l!ck that, like
baby, come here, let me hit that
d*ckin’ it deep, man, i’m right where her ribs at, like
still in the hood where it’s lit at
grip on my hip, where the bricks at?

[verse 2]
n*ggas screamin’, “backdoor”
tote a .30 just so i could clap more, like
f*ck i gotta act for?
pop a perc’ just to blow out her back more
i need cash when i walk through that backdoor
please don’t move wock, ebk, he gon’ clap four
on my mama and bro, i’ma clap more
that boy is a b*tch, what the f*ck is the act for?
ran it up off the last four
sh*t get tact, better watch what you ask for
she movin’ tact off the liquor she asked for
she just gon’ eat it, i don’t gotta ask for it
.40 caliber bang
claim he a rapper, but shots made him sing
he got hit, now he ain’t the same
they like, “b*lovee, boy, you changin’ the game”
[bridge: b*lovee & burna boy]
ye, ehn*ehn, ye*ye*ye (yeah*yeah*yeah)
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye (yeah*yeah*yeah)
ye, ehn*ehn, ye*ye*ye (yeah*yeah*yeah)
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye (yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah)
‘na, ehn*ehn, ye*ye*ye (grrah, grrah)
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye (uh*huh)
ye, ehn*ehn, ye*ye*ye (grrah)
ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye*ye

[verse 3]
i might loan him a dub ’cause he need that
i bet shots from this snub make him lean back
n*ggas cappin’ on hit’s don’t believe that
too tact, in the back with a ski*mask
he gon’ clapped if he lack where he sleep at
too tact, new attachment where the beam at
if you said, “it’s up,” you better mean that
or just send the addy where the link at
feelin’ groovy, make a movie
off the ‘migos, she shakin’ her booty
she act bad, she act boujee
with the goons, everything is a movie
go girl, go shake it, like
go show what your mama been raisin’
if he play disrespect in the h*ll, we gon’ raise it
i’ma cl!ck on the beam at his head where i aim it

- b lovee lyrics

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