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[chorus]
f*ck is you talking ’bout?
don’t make me call up them youngins
they strapped to the t and stuck in ’03
they gon’ bring all the hummers out (brr)
broughton street business with hundreds out
we brought the biddies, and bunnies out (why?)
yammys (yeah)
it ain’t hard to find me (what)
these n*ggas fraud, no id
i’m on river street (i’m on river street)
b*tch i been a g (b*tch i been a g)
what’s yo’ energy? (what’s yo’ energy?)
what’s yo’ energy? (what’s yo’ energy?)
yeah
[verse 1]
and she say, “hey mister handsome,” you talkin’ to me?
“if you keep dancing looking all fancy, i’ma get nasty” (oh, my god)
i don’t know what to do with these women
don’t know what i do to these women
i go onе on two with these women (yеah)
i’m cool, i ain’t trippin’, he wish that knew that i did
i wish how i knew that i did it (yeah)
sw*nk look like scotty pippen (what)
and he walkin’ like it (and he walkin’ like it)
and he talkin’ like it (and he talkin’ like it)
b*tch, we ballin’ like it (b*tch, we ballin’ like it)
bald head scallywag feel like jordan michael (huh)
feel like jordan michael (huh)
feel like jordan michael

[chorus]
f*ck is you talking ’bout?
don’t make me call up them youngins
they strapped to the t and stuck in ’03
they gon’ bring all the hummers out (brr)
broughton street business with hundreds out
we brought the biddies, and bunnies out (why?)
yammys (yeah)
it ain’t hard to find me (what)
these n*ggas fraud, no id
i’m on river street (i’m on river street)
b*tch i been a g (b*tch i been a g)
what’s yo’ energy? (what’s yo’ energy?)
what’s yo’ energy? (what’s yo’ energy?)
yeah
[interlude]
this might be the greatest turn up ever

[verse 2]
sittin’ on broughton, chillin’ with caution
these n*ggas watching (yeah)
f*ck all that talkin’ (huh), if you don’t get paid to do all that barkin’ (yeah)
bar, bar, yammys, parker’s yammys
me, and my yammys (my yammys)
we like families (like families)
we taking pictures like we at the grammys (ching)
a n*gga like me got it locked in (got it locked in)
she just hit my phone, told me, “walk*in” (told me, “walk*in”)
okay, dancing in the mirror looking top ten (looking top ten)
i got titties and ass, you got options (oh yeah, baby)

[chorus]
f*ck is you talking ’bout?
don’t make me call up them youngins
they strapped to the t and stuck in ’03
they gon’ bring all the hummers out (brr)
broughton street business with hundreds out
we brought the biddies, and bunnies out (why?)
yammys (yeah)
it ain’t hard to find me (what)
these n*ggas fraud, no id
i’m on river street (i’m on river street)
b*tch i been a g (b*tch i been a g)
what’s yo’ energy? (what’s yo’ energy?)
what’s yo’ energy? (what’s yo’ energy?)
yeah
[outro]
yammys

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