YUKMOUTH

YUKMOUTH - Hey Boy

rate me

Is it me or a 745

Come on with Pirelli tires

Plus I'm lookin hella fly

That's why I got these bitches like

HEY BOY, HEY BOY, HEY BOY

Could it be they see me pull up in a G4

Stuntin like an eagle

So flossy in my street clothes

That's what got these bitches like

HEY BOY, HEY BOY, HEY BOY

Chea, Chea

She like the flyest guys

In the flyest rides

BALLIN! Like Jim Jones we flyin high

That new four door flyin spurt, flyin by

Maui Wowi in the coconut blunt, hawaiin high

Hopin out the ride

Look at mami's eyes

She see the 22's, now mami wanna ride

A hundred carrot charm

Call me the fall guy

Cause I be stuntin nigga throwin hundred's in the sky

You niggaz make it rain

I make it hurricane

You smokin mary jane

I got that purple mayne

And I can leave with the phattest bitch, swervin lanes

Here come my game, so dummy, that I deserve the brain

You see the biker chain hangin from the air, ticks

You see the protege's, same on my feet

You see the dvs', the same on my teeth

Shinin on them hoes

Is it me or a 745

Come on with Pirelli tires

Plus I'm lookin hella fly

That's why I got these bitches like

HEY BOY, HEY BOY, HEY BOY

Could it be they see me pull up in a G4

Stuntin like an eagle

So flossy in my street clothes

That's what got these bitches like

HEY BOY, HEY BOY, HEY BOY

Her legs is so soft

Her ass is so soft

Her tits is so soft

She love niggas that soft

But I go soo hard

Like Wayne on that 'caine in the coke chart

BMF style poppin rows at the Crow Bar (SOUTH BEACH!)

Miami Life

Dodgin Miami Vice

They go to David Bling, Kissin Miami Ice

There go my Haitian niggas, rep Miami right

We at the Rolex, trickin on Miami dykes

I'm at the Harlem Knights, when I'm in H-Town

It's Rap-A-Lot for life, call it J-Town (J-Prince!)

When I'm in A-Town

I'm at the Body Tap

I'm with my nigga Sean Paul, and everybody strapped

I got a Georgia Peach

We call her From The Front

Because the ass so big, you see it from the front

I mean the ass so big, I hit it for a month

After I hit it, I could pass a bitch just like a blunt

Is it me or a 745

Come on with Pirelli tires

Plus I'm lookin hella fly

That's why I got these bitches like

HEY BOY, HEY BOY, HEY BOY

Could it be they see me pull up in a G4

Stuntin like an eagle

So flossy in my street clothes

That's what got these bitches like

HEY BOY, HEY BOY, HEY BOY

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