Letras
Ay, hit the DJ and tell him, "Run that yaya back"
Ay, and we be like (ay, ay, ay)
Thick lil' bitch, and she got some good (ya-ya)
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no (ya-ya)
Just hit an opp, now we smokin' on (yaya)
Ay, ay, ay, ay (let's get it)
Thick lil' bitch, and she got some good (ya-ya)
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no (ya-ya)
Just hit an opp, now we smokin' on (ya-ya)
Watch me bag talk
Lil' bitch do a trick when that cash drop (go)
Freak bitch touch your knees and take back shots
She give me head and ride dick, that's a laptop, whoa
I hop out busting on these bitches, what the helly? (What the helly?)
Never take her home, where the keys to the telly?
Ay, nigga, what you on? It ain't nothin' you could tell me
Bitch, I'm really puttin' on for all my cousins and my rellies (on gang)
I'm on ten feet
Ay, nigga, who you think you is? Bitch, I'm big me
This lil bitch swing that thing like a ten speed
Make that ass shake, make it clap for this ten piece, bitch
Ay, ay, ay (let's get it)
Thick lil' bitch and she got some good yaya
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no yaya
Just hit a opp, now we smokin' on yaya
Yo' bitch let me in her mouth like some pop rocks
Give a fuck about your friends tryna cock block (what the fuck?)
Tell her fuck it up bitch, go yaya (fuck it up)
I need a white rich bitch, Lady Gaga (like, what?)
Do I know this? Pull it up, he got the block hot
Fuck it up, go yaya (fuck it up)
I just came to fuck, I ain't come for all that rara
If you ain't talkin' 'bout a bag, all I hear is blah blah
Walked in, they like, "What's that smell?" It's just zaza
Fuck it up, bitch, go bitch, go yaya
Big bitch, when we fuck, you hear fu-fu
And I'm the type to kill pussy, with fire
Every time I'm outside, the hos comin' too (what?)
Nah, nah goin', yaya goin' too (that bitch going)
I ain't cuffin' to my bro, I'ma just alley oop
When it come to hos, I got a army, rally up the troops (where are the troops?)
My bad, I took a nigga bitch, oops
YN with my unc', turn slidin' coupes
In the car, yaya, I ain't got nothin' to do (call her up)
I'm like, "Babe, where you at, what's the move?" (Where you at?)
Yaya, go yaya (go yaya)
We can smoke za (smoke), have a hot box
Every men slides, bae don't gotta rock crocs (hell no)
I got a Sprite watch, bae it's not a G-Shock (rollin')
Ay, ay, ay (let's get it)
Thick lil' bitch and she got some good yaya
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no yaya
Just hit a opp, now we smokin' on yaya
All I hear is "Yaya this" and "Yaya that"
It's Big Snoop Dogg smokin' on that yaya pack
I told my nephew Av, "Nigga, that yaya slap"
Ay, hit the DJ and tell him, "Run that yaya back"
Fresh out the rubble, it's the big D-O-double
Compton and Long Beach, you know you in trouble
Yellin' R.I.P. to Hussle as I walk to this
I am the West Side, I had to get off the list (West Side)
Big 2-0, me and neph' hanging out that two-door
I took Death Row back, motherfuck, you know (haha)
Shook the whole city, you niggas ain't see the play
The young homies got the West back, poppin' like me and Dre
(Ay, nigga, what you say?) I'm a mo'fuckin' legend
Got bad bitches all dimes, no sevens (haha)
One named Candy and one named Lala
Both bad bitches and they got some good yaya (what, what)
Let me see you fuck it up for Big Snoop (let's get it)
Thick lil' bitch and she got some good yaya
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no yaya
Just hit a opp, now we smokin' on yaya