Yung Berg

Yung Berg - YBWFM lyrics

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Hey hey hey hey

Bitch, boy what up

Hey (f*ck em), hey (f*ck em),

hey (f*ck em), hey

Hey hey hey hey

Hook:

I wake up in the morning and I roll up blunt, I do

your bitch she on my style I tell to get it up, go in

Pop pop a bill, shawty get you roll on

I'm high as hell, before I throw my clothes on

Alright, bitch

your bitch wanna fuck me, your bitch wanna fuck me,

your bitch wanna fuck me, get her once and make her laugh

okay your bitch wanna fuck me, yeah

your bitch wanna fuck me, yeah

your bitch wanna fuck me, swear to God I make her have me

9:11 my Porsche car, crossing down

girl think that I'm a terrorist

and I'm balling on some sports

rounding in a Lamborghini with my Spanish bitch

I'm like snap back some wearing that

snap snap back I'm wearing that

stay with that white girl

she got motorlines in the paragram

I'm like: hello bitch, she wanna fuck me and my friends too

I'm like: hello bitch, she get good brain like when she taste good

put it in her mouth like two..

ride my shit new whip,

top me all over the path

bitch I'm like that.., f*ck em, f*ck em

then give that to the money

I'm running, I'm running, I'm running to the money

I wake and bake, ..a space

and let them hate and..color paid I'm straight

[Hook:]

Yeah I plenty boof with my condom all on me

your bitch doing all kind of roll

fuck shawty first night, we still ain't had no dialogue

tip drill black china I tell them hoes go find the pow

ride with the bitch ain't Keisha

smoking on that kish coe,

my bad bitch she come through, like I do with that Maybach

barely sleep in that p*ssy that's a..

f*ck dirty she talk, talk

call call it that stacks,

that will make a movie rock show, girl Jack Black

I just got my swag back, mix and get a hundred kay

being full of models, which one I'm going f*ck and that

talking bout these hits dog they saying that I'm running with

snap back it's tattoo I call the shit they throw away

[Hook:]

I tell the mell yeah, your bitch wanna fuck me

right Rose full off shepherd, hold that wanna fuck my team tonight

my car got a rolly straight, just to match my roby..

she ain't even meet me at, but I got her beamer wet

OZ and we find like jezz, Oz out my nigga's next

shout out to my nigga reck, KOD a hundred bottles

all my niggas flexin, flexin,

flew and red necklace, like they gonna arrest me

all white Audi even my two strap practice

cooler with my niggas got a team full of shot us

and we get adrenaline if a nigga want problem,

and I'm off for flat, so we're rolling up a monster

[Hook:]

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