Y.A.H. - Radio Edit
Y.A.H. - Radio Edit

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Y.A.H. - Radio Edit Lyrics

Yep

I wanna talk about h*** tonight

It's been a long time comin' man let me cook
Pass me the ball
I don't need no look
A h** n**** never ever had me shook
And let me help you out if you're mistook
N****
You's a h**
If you takin', never givin'
You's a h**
If you fakin' with yo' n*****
You's a h**
If you hatin' for a livin'
You's a hoe, I said that you's a

It's been a while it seems
Since n***** had them wallet things
Louis pouch with the wildest jeans
I got the wildest dreams
Wild boy
Like I vibe with Steve
Country grammar
Come ride with me
Look
And I don't know what's wrong with these n*****
Look
All that I know, I'mma get it
Wait
And be careful who you hate on
They could put your state on
And now you lookin' weird for all the years that you faked on
That's that h** s*** that I don't like
But that s*** like Fox news is all right 'cause
N***** overrated
But they got me underwhelmed
I was under the impression
N***** wouldn't oversell
These create-a-player n*****
That's C.A.P.
Oh well
But I know my worth
Plus tax and that's gon' sell
And well
Spit it till you know that's Sir Eddie C
And watch the middle west blow like we in the middle east
Peace

It's been a long time comin' man let me cook
Pass me the ball
I don't need no look
A h** n**** never ever had me shook
And let me help you out if you're mistook
N****
You's a h**
If you takin', never givin'
You's a h**
If you fakin' with yo' n*****
You's a h**
If you hatin' for a livin'
You's a hoe, I said that you's a

Aye!
But, wa-wa-wa-wa-wait it gets worse
I'm in my Telfar
You can call it a purse
As long as you can't call what's in it
Or we callin' a hearse
N***** playin' and they callin' it work
That s*** softer than Nerf
Talkin' spaceships
How I leave earth
Every time I get to penning a verse
I took that same pen
Made a blueprint
It's a gift and a curse
For this takeover
I'm makin' songs cry till it hurt
I like money with blue faces
Like I'm countin' a smurf
With my pockets so fat they on Gerald Levert
I swear I'll never ever leave my n***** down in the dirt
And what Hov said sounded like church
And that's when I learned
If every n**** in yo' clique is rich
Yo' clique is rugged
Nobody will fall 'cause everyone will be each other's crutches
Can't call'em your brother
And treat'em like a distant cousin
Kept it two virgils
We out working
N**** f*** the luck s***

It's been a long a** time comin' man let me cook
Uh
Pass me the ball
I don't need no look
Yea
A h** n**** never ever had me shook
And let me help you out if you're mistook
N****
You's a h**
If you takin', never givin'
You's a h**
If you fakin' with yo' n*****
You's a h**
If you hatin' for a livin'
You's a hoe, I said that you's a

Writer(s): Eddie Cox, James Gates
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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