Yah Yah

Move pounds heavy weight
East West Finna fill the dinner plate
Pops said when shit gets dark here the better days
Texts don't get made we play safe fuck the Internet
We gon place our bets, whole team gon chip away
Kick closet Valet throwback on Eastbay
Bad bitch for sale ima flip the ho it's like eBay
Baby boy can't drink milk forever whats to eat today
Don't mind me I think different grew up on in a box
Net so big most mathematicians couldn't can't calculate
Bad bitch gon masturbate
Onlyfans
Chaturbate
Role play hit the scene like it's masquerade
All cool with me I boost vibes we can catch a wave
Wasting time
Never that
I'm in the field or I'm in a lab
Catching the rats & establishing facts
And counting the cash
Count it again and I split and I peace
I am a dog that I keep on a leash
Try and stand in my feet
Live in a body who don't do defeat
I only take orders from Angels and Gods
It's bigger than me this creative design
So what's one your mind
Please take your time
I am the messengers coming with signs
You read the prophecy I am the hype
She got a body but that's not my type
No type of vegan I like what i like
Apples and peaches organic and ripe
Ey Ey

Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby do yo dance
I said Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby make yo bands
Treat it like the pole and you can do it with no hands
I said Yah Yah Yah Yah baby do yo dance
Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby do yo dance
I said Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby make yo bands
Treat it like the pole and you can do it with no hands
I said Yah Yah Yah Yah baby do yo dance

Baby do ya dance
You can put it on a lap
I break ya back
We can go shopping you can put it in the bag like yeah
I'm popping tags like yeah
Pussy niggas know we pullin on ya chair
I said what we gotta fear
You know that we been getting money all year

You can try but you can't find him
In Ibiza we dead wilin
With a goddess she stack hunneds
Try ya luck man you outnumbered
Ey
Shot of henny for the spirit boost
Bust it open know you got the juice

Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby do ya dance
I said Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby make ya bands
Treat it like the pole and you can do it with no hands
Yah Yah Yah Yah baby do yo dance

Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby do ya dance
Yah Yah Yah Yah
Baby make ya bands
Treat it like the pole and you can do it with no hands
Yah Yah Yah Yah baby do yo dance

The colors around me
Baby you making it clear
Roll up the kush and the OG
Come here
Now
Do not make a sound
Yeah
I said that we gon move an ounce
Oh
Camera with the mount
One take
Make it count

Baby do ya dance
Baby make ya bands
Treat it like the pole
You can do it with no hands



Credits
Writer(s): Duane Wallace
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