Lyrics:
the yack threw your head back
The big time is what you wanted
And now you got it
The devil put the strap in your palm
And you shot it
Chorus
It's
love from a nigga, that's a heart attack, Yack!
Loud pack, give me all of that
Don't be sending naked pics 'cause my phone tapped
Black Mas, duffel
West Coast life
We coast like I drink all day down MLK
With a bitch in the back, breaking up the blunt from my muthafuckin' sack
Pass my yack, where
Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'
Backpack rap crap, yap yap, yackety yack
And at the exact same time I attempt these
Lyrical acrobat stunts while
I'm
yack
So watch where ya goin and know where you at
Cause me and my goonz don't
Know you like that never been a sucka
Metal in the duffle i'm all about my
piece of bud i was rolen was stolen
we would laugh at the jacks over six packs and yacks
spit the emos over demos thinken ladies and lemos
you was
keeping' rap on tilt
Like drinkin' pathrone and jack prone then yack on silk quilts
Gotta fat dome that'll last long if that's where I'm skill't
Giant,
to right you all
With that greater than Tibet-time free-fall
Talking that same old same lame ???
Diggity-yack cat brother talking
them pawn yacks
[Method Man]
I say my girl, like to party all the time, Ghost
Spend up my ends, every week, she always crime broke
Thank God it's
a fifth of yack and hurl it up some
Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some
I'm saying
Now watch me get a nigga fast, like them bitches with
For those that don't know that's Caroboulu
Warranted in Missou
We havin fun got some buns on some yack abuse
* Rouge Dawgs gonna rep it and smoke
to bottom, let her get on top of me
I knew that she was a little bumped when she got in the truck
I wanna hit after sippin' the yack in the club
I love
to let 'em know that
Niggas ain't playin' in Texas
Even our bitches be bouncin' in bubble Lexus
In the 'llac, in the back, wit yack
That's our thang,
then black
Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)
Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'
Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is
gally, take me back to Manny
Blacked out Roll full of yack and maggot
And a S3 boot full of packs of Cali
Hit the booth, man, slap it, snap it
Bap bap,
packed with gally, take me back to Manny
Blacked out Roll full of yack and maggot
And a S3 boot full of packs of Cali
Hit the booth, man, slap it, snap
had too much of that corny yack
So watch where ya goin
And know where you at
Cause me and my goonz don't know you like that
Never been a sucka
ya sippin on the yack and I can't complain southern hospitality thet think it's all the same (they just don't know)
[PRE-CHORUS]
Ooh what's come over
back out (let's go)
[P. Diddy]
Drink yack till a nigga fallin out
[Busta Rhymes]
Flat on his back now watch a nigga crawlin out, talk to me
[Pharell]
the purple and yack
Lick shots just to guard your grill
To my nigga T and Green and my uncle and Arthur Kill
Lick shots for the S-L 6
Cherry red with them
piece of bud I was rolen was stolen
we would laugh at the jacks over six packs and yacks
spit the emos over demos thinken ladies and lemos
you was
now that I'm flexed
My a-efx'll quote, when the bridge fell down
And I'ma good ship with the lollipop
Left town so yiggity-yack, you booga-loo black
looking so bright
Shut up and face it 'bout an hour at night
I'm looking crazy, got a beard like a yack
Well, I don't think that we'll ever get back
Five,
yourself
Stop being a server, get a meal yourself
Where your heart at, all that yick-yack, ain't nobody scared of your gats
We got bigger ones
How many
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