Yahaha! Lyrics

Take a hot air balloon, she wants to fuck in a dirigible

Jello shots, lemon drops, getting physical

Make it pop, hit the spot, the flood is biblical

She let me hit 'cause I'm whimsical

No thoughts, head empty like your bank account

No thoughts, she's got talent everywhere that counts

So hot, like a tiger ready to pounce

Shoot your shot, watch that booty bounce

Fuck around, we might have ourselves a circumstance

Fuck around, think your girl and I might have a dance

Fuck around, man you never even had a chance

Fuck around, now she's asking for a Birkin Bag

Fuck around, now she's asking me to hold her hand

Fuck around, now she's taking me to mom and dad

Fuck around, now she's taking it in first class

Fuck around, now I move on to the next ass

One by one, let me take it, puff puff pass

One by one, bring your friends, bring the whole class

One by one, don't be shy, we don't need pants

Get you in a trance

Now she's saying I'm her hall pass

On her knees at the back of mass

Sign of the cross as she bathes in my holy water

Don't bother

I take her up in a dirigible

She let me hit 'cause I'm whimsical

I take her up in a dirigible

She let me hit

Don't keep it secular, 'cause my body's a temple

Want to get sensual, I only fuck with the ten's, though

Try to be sensible, find someone at your level

How's the head, though

Come to bed, though

That said, though

On again, off again, got me praying to God again

Baby look at me standing up at attention

They got my face at the met

'Cause I'm classically attractive

Your shit's at the Guggenheim

It's abstract

All that I want to do is look out for me and mine

All that I want to do is get us another line

All that I want to do is eat the fruit off the vine

It's a sign

You say hell is other people, I say hell is you, specifically

Admittedly, if I were you I'd jump in the Pacific

It's horrific how vociferous you get, listening

To me spinning and spitting the truth, you're belligerent

Look at me spreading the news, you're illiterate

Look at you drunk and uncouth, like a bitter shit

Keeping my ass in the booth, 'cause I'm diligent

Keeping my ass on the move, I'm a hypocrite

Honestly, I'm just a little tired of the drama

Honestly, I'll get you calling out for your mama

Stay close to me and you'll end up coming to see

What it means to live with a sizable sense of honor, hah

Look at me with my astonishing intellect

Let me see where our body parts intersect

Don't mind me if I feel the need to interject

Be direct, with respect, let's connect, let's reflect