YAO

(Damn)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Blah)
(Yuh Yuh Uh)
(Ay)
(I'm in Rob's room smoking crack)
(Uh)
(Yao)
(Grrr)
(Blaow)
(Uh)
I pick up your bitch
On Water Street, she cop me a drink
She eying the dick
She want me to leave, now she on her knees
Pussy got grip
Throw me in a trip, L.S.D. strip
She sucking the tip
I put her to sleep, I gotta rethink

Bitch I got the juice like a bottle of V8, new whip
Under the hood it's a V8
Pulling up to Rob's crib dawg what we gon' create?
I light the blunt and chief until a homie can't see straight
I move weight
Out the back a Subaru Outback
Got purple mixed with green stacked and they in amounts that
Will have you fucking floating to the ceiling and you losing all your feeling
'Til you hear the bass bumping on this track and you bounce back
Next up like I'm from Fayetteville or Oak Hill
Been dropping heat since back when folks was driving Hummers still
Now Zay going one every bar every verse
Never had a girl finish 'cause I always come first (woah)
Got money on my mind and that's something you can't teach
So pass the fucking offertory, I practice what I preach
Take all my boys out the trench like F.D.R. with the New Deal
And I ball so hard I need a motherfucking shoe deal

Feel the sunset in my mind slowly creeping down on my heart
As I'm slowly taking my last breath
See the sky tearing apart
I got angels flying to my left and right
I feel my heart flutter like an exercise
I got pink on me like Energizer
Catching looks they call me the Paralyzer
There's a murder in my room
Feel like a deer in headlights I zoom
Feel my teeth ripping straight out of my gums while I face my impending doom
Every day I'm running from the day I die
When will He take me high into the clouds above the sky?
I don't know why my life is mine
I got hella reasons why I'm still on Earth
But the truth is that I'm tired of us
Fucking up our planets worth as we slowly be breaking away our trust
I'm leaving you behind while I'm pulling me ahead
Got a future built on dreams
I can't letting that shit go dead yuh
Yeah I'm pissing on all types of different drugs
Bad bitches on my dick all in the club
About to troll your ass to oblivion
While I decompose and die with the Sun
Gotta run with a gun or your life will be done
Puffing on a J, pass it my way
Got Tomato Basil Wheat Thins in my area

Lil EZ from the Eau
Down bad going broke
Fucking bitches, getting money
Square up toe to toe
This that music in your ears
Turn it loud and go insane
Bumping through the speaker system
I can feel it in my brain yeah
Caught a bitch on Water
Told him, "stay fucking sane"
See him next week
Best believe he gonna sleep, fucking snore
Put a pin right on his tail now he fucking Eeyore
Yeah I rock these one of ones
I'm talking about my Concepts
Get up worship me, I'm Jesus speaking to you prophets
Got money on my mind I'm making bands in the bogs
I'm making bands in the bogs
I'm making bands in the bogs (uh)

I pick up your bitch (bitch bitch bitch)
On Water Street, she cop me a drink
She eying the dick (yao)
She want me to leave, now she on her knees
Pussy got grip (fuh)
Throw me in a trip, L.S.D. strip
She sucking the tip
I put her to sleep, I gotta rethink

Bitch I drop Hydroxyzine
Like I'm a fucking oxy fiend
Your moxie is so minuscule
I know you'll never walk to me
I'll smoke you like a cig
Do not ever come and talk to me
You say you do not know me
But you showing your fucking cock to me
Bitch you know I'm pulling trig
Bitch I'm pulling cig
Bitch you know I'm pulling big
Walking 'round the block like I'm a fucking pig
Bacon on the block
Hide your shit, hide your Rick, hide your brick
They about to come and confiscate
They about to come and coughinate
They about to come and cough and crate
They about to come and softenates
They about to come and bodyate
They about to come and channel ay
Bitch I stub my toe riding 'round the block feeling real sleau

She eying the dick (yao)
She want me to leave, now she on her knees
Pussy got grip (fuh)
Throw me in a trip, L.S.D. strip
She sucking the tip
I put her to sleep, I gotta rethink

(Yao!)
(I'm in Rob's Room smoking crack)
(Damn)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Brrah)
(Yuh yuh damn)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Brrah)
(Yuh yuh ish)



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Writer(s): Robert Buckley
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