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oh yes - matt diesel lyrics

(ayeeee, yeah, j. vita, you a fool for this one, yo)

[verse 1]

yeah, so up in this b-tch i could have puppies, i’m a big dog
urinary tract infection, all these n-gg-s p-ssed off
buy every season of the tv show, n-gg-, get lost
bossy, i’m somewhere in between springsteen and rick ross
when i rap, you know that, so get back or get clapped
you know i run a track so yo’ b-tch -ss gettin’ lapped
for them greenbacks, them greenbacks, plus my power and respect
please don’t make me have to reach back like a pimp and have you be slapped, cause
i don’t play around, dog, movin’ sh-t around, dog
in your girl’s box, like she movin’ outta town, dog
why you gotta frown, dog? turn that upside down, dog
says more about her than you so you could thank me now, dog
watch me emerge from the dirt, i’m like a groundhog
’bout to have it made soon, i’mma clean up now, y’all
he don’t keep n-gg-s round him that’s praying on his downfall
but if he hit the ground, he’d bounce up like that orange round ball

[chorus]

oh yes, i just want less drama and mo’ s-x
i just want mo’ commas on mo’ checks
i just want it all, motherf-cker, no less (no less!)
no less (no less!)
oh yes, i just want less drama and mo’ s-x
i just want mo’ commas on mo’ checks
i just want it all, motherf-cker, no less (no less)
no less, (no less!) oh yes

[verse 2]

it goes: “sun salutations, manifest, manifest
manifest, manifest, riches and success” (woo!)
son, value patience, i can attest, i plan to sweat (woo)
and plan to get so d-mn adept at sh-t that i profess (uh!)
until i’m one of the best, until i own my own jet
and my favorite r&b diva is texting me about s-x
then i hop in my new coupe, and go take care of her quick
then i go home and write about it and it becomes a hit, but
i ain’t one to kiss and tell, f-ck the world because s-x sells
tryna stack my coins and drip from them just like a wishing well
and the ladies, they love it, we finna make it, we buzzin’
and the, haters, they buggin’, they mean muggin’, disgusted
and plus, we just party hard, like every day mardi gras
after that we hustle, we back to work after r&r
and just to do what i love, man, i’m so blessed
nothing but hard work and success ahead?

[chorus]

(laughs)

- matt diesel lyrics

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