Skeme - What's Ya Name lyrics

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Girl, what's ya name?

Girl, what's ya name?

It goes S. holla, two pockets full of dollars

horse on the T yellow gold by the color

baby I'm a dog have a rap a ride wallet

tax to bad bitch get a wed is dog walla

niggas want beef we're laughing like why bother

here to get dollars than loses our holla

got girls losing their mamas like men color

westside since I see dre dipping out in impala

seven and eleven and I'm snatchin up in

baby it's so cool so I ain't ride with no friends

James Deep tap rare bands for the lanes

paper chasing till I'm sleep then back again

seen one girl, seen em all that's the motto

reason in a glass let it play with that muscato

have to shit finish, got some game she can swallow

cut the light slow and lose the phone till tomorrow, uh

Chorus:

I saw her once before yeah

I think it was on tour yeah

we pour...more than

Girl, what's ya name?

I know she on it, on it, on it

I thought the bitch not funny

I know you want it, want it, want it

you might as well just want it

Game tight I hit in the same night

she workin jet blue, we flew on the same flight

new jar maybe blue at the plane white,

sox hat guess I'm reppin the gang life,

look at me, real nigga playing sight

Chain nice I touch it she came twice

we grey goosin she hit the room in this execution

we leave home to the bay maybe next is Houston

I did the show sold out, where my retribution

if I call you when I'm in the back I mean the sex is stupid

if you see me and skeme bitch the west is moving

the lemeirt park forever we the best to do it

westside forever we got a rap to movement

I gotta thank God I've been blessed to do it,

you niggas fell off I just kept improving

never look back I just kept it moving

Chorus:

I saw her once before yeah

I think it was on tour yeah

we pour...more than

Girl, what's ya name?

I know she on it, on it, on it

I thought the bitch not funny

I know you want it, want it, want it

you might as well just want it

Hey ya'll guess who's back in our mother fucking House

(You a god damn pimp) watch your motherfucking mouth

I stay with pretty women who attracted by winnin

and I'm on games I know you're with it from the beginning

I like them red yellow and brown when I get around

something by the way I get down and keep around

something by the way that I sound I got a wet

and no I ain't knew that this mama im a vet

I mean them shots sailor but walk around with them jacks

socks game mama she ride it with the set

go without a trace no ickies on the neck

she trip give replace she give a holla next

Britney and tippy both they to get with me

hit the room top their foes they're getting busy

when like the homies down hood I got the Jimmy girl

meet me in them sheets I brought creme and some remy what's up

Chorus:

I saw her once before yeah

I think it was on tour yeah

we pour...more than

Girl, what's ya name?

I know she on it, on it, on it

I thought the bitch not funny

I know you want it, want it, want it

you might as well just want it

Thanks to ColekeepsitG for correcting these lyrics