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yessir - zaytoven lyrics

[chorus: young dro]
geeked up, yessir
got it on, yessir
b*tch bad, yessir
v lone, yessir
prada, louie, gucci, jimmy choo
yessir, yessir, yessir, yessir
yessir, yessir

[post*chorus: young dro]
neck full of treasure, i’m so pressure
ice in the summertime change the whole weather
yessir, yessir
yessir, yessir

[verse 1: young dro]
neck piece full of water
shorty suck me like a bottle
all my problems imma solve them
spot jumping like the carter (carter)
i my b*tch married to the mob (married)
i ain’t never had a job (no)
yellow diamonds in the charm (what)
look like corn on the cob
i am on another level
i get higher than the treble (higher)
adderall with the percs (yeah)
i was dancing with the devil (d*mn)
dro flyer than a jet
burning tires on the vet
shorty tried me on the block
shorty died on the set
riding color with the cam
dodgin’ hoes like a ram
straight drop with the street flow
i am doper than some yams
supermodel b*tch bad
bald*headed with an ass
all blues in the bankroll
might give the b*tch some cash
[chorus: young dro]
geeked up, yessir
got it on, yessir
b*tch bad, yessir
v lone, yessir
prada, louie, gucci, jimmy choo
yessir, yessir, yessir, yessir
let the lil young b*tch chew it
yessir
imma show a n**** how to do it
yessir
geeked up, yessir
got it on, yessir
b*tch bad, yessir
v lone, yessir
prada, louie, gucci, jimmy choo
yessir, yessir, yessir, yessir
let the lil young b*tch chew it
yessir
imma show a n**** how to do it
yessir

[verse 2: young dro]
i’m a boss did i mention (no)
i ain’t used to having tension
glock came with an extension
tent came on the bentley
spitting game to them b*tches (bling)
pinky ring on them b*tches
all solitaire, get up outta there
vera w*ng on them b*tches
i don’t follow n****s rules
i be rocking jimmy choos
n*gga reached for the chain
we gon’ put him on the news (fire)
i be rocking with the steel
we gon’ pop you like a pill (perc)
wrist 24 degrees (brrr)
i give the b*tch the chills
beam on the gun red
i just scr*pped me some head
i’m gonna hustle till the cop’s come
i ain’t going to the feds
imma get your b*tch some game
b*tch stay up out of my lane (no)
sunshine in my interior
600 with the brains
[chorus: young dro]
geeked up, yessir
got it on, yessir
b*tch bad, yessir
v lone, yessir
prada, louie, gucci, jimmy choo
yessir, yessir, yessir, yessir
let the lil young b*tch chew it
yessir
imma show a n**** how to do it
yessir
geeked up, yessir
got it on, yessir
b*tch bad, yessir
v lone, yessir
prada, louie, gucci, jimmy choo
yessir, yessir, yessir, yessir
let the lil young b*tch chew it
yessir
imma show a n**** how to do it
yessir

- zaytoven lyrics

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