Hell Yeah (DJ Edit Dirty)
DJ Rapture
John Hart
Milla
Yes urr!
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
I be stuntin' like my daddy
I even get it from my mamie
Broke bitches can't have me
Thirst traps tossin' they panice
I see her eyein' me too
I could tell she like how I move
No full gazy it's all true
Straight bossin' don't get confused
All the girls in the club they say I'm cute
(They say I'm cute)
You know what it is that broke shit I don't do
She wanna fuck with a real nigga so she choose
And if I was you, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too
Your best friend she would fuck me too
Give me brain, she just got out of school
B will you lucky I chose you
To fuck with a real nigga is real you wanna loop
The pair coops, all white pang (?)
Baby if I was you I would only fuck me
All the girls in the club they say I'm cute
You know what it is that broke shit I don't do
She wanna fuck with a real nigga so she choose
And if I was you, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too
You say I'm hella fly from my head down to my shoes
You say that I can get it, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
You say I'm hella fly from my head down to my shoes
You say that I can get it, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too
John Hart
Milla
Yes urr!
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
I be stuntin' like my daddy
I even get it from my mamie
Broke bitches can't have me
Thirst traps tossin' they panice
I see her eyein' me too
I could tell she like how I move
No full gazy it's all true
Straight bossin' don't get confused
All the girls in the club they say I'm cute
(They say I'm cute)
You know what it is that broke shit I don't do
She wanna fuck with a real nigga so she choose
And if I was you, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too
Your best friend she would fuck me too
Give me brain, she just got out of school
B will you lucky I chose you
To fuck with a real nigga is real you wanna loop
The pair coops, all white pang (?)
Baby if I was you I would only fuck me
All the girls in the club they say I'm cute
You know what it is that broke shit I don't do
She wanna fuck with a real nigga so she choose
And if I was you, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too
You say I'm hella fly from my head down to my shoes
You say that I can get it, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
You say I'm hella fly from my head down to my shoes
You say that I can get it, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
(I'd fuck ye too)
Baby oh hell yeah, hell yeah I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too, I'd fuck ye too
'Cause I'd fuck ye too
Credits
Writer(s): John Robinson Reid, Graham Mcmillan Wilson, Hugh Jude Brankin, Ross Alexander John Campbell, Di'jonn Grizzell, Doral Vincent Miller, Simon Lang
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