I Got That Yeah ft. Lucci Lyrics

In times of a subsidy the man with that yeah has the most douche

Yeah yeah yeah (what up A2)

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah oh boy oh

Talking bout that amnesia blur

Shit i'd have your head nodding in a seizure boy

Trust me i got that yeah i got that yeah

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Oh boy am Hennessy'd up forever G'd up

Driver don dey dull me so i tell him speed up

Tryna make the paper so i light the trees up

Floating so high in the sky its getting hard to see us

Album don dropped they tell me keep your feet up

This is just the start oh boy try to keep up

Cause your thoughts are your reality so keep your dreams up

Shey na babes wey you dey chase omo den keep your brim up

Levels don change bars don raise

Boys don vex making money all day cause

Life's too short so we get it all ways

And my team too strong not to stack up that paper

Son of the soil omo talking bout acres

Africa's finest am humble with statements

We full ground if you talking bout Lagos

Real life is not entertainment boy we get paid

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah oh boy

Talking bout that amnesia blur

Shit i'd have your head nodding in a seizure boy

Trust me i got that yeah i got that yeah

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Here its the table of the bosses here we take office

Never take losses manna straight cautious

I became a part of the *** that straight nauceous

Left the battery cage shit am with the vultures

Giving you that raw shit dose for your sculptures

Puffing on that real shit closed door boxed up

Black and white tile on the floor enter the center

Born in sworn in chop my placenta

Sitting at the top of that pyramid and am back

On that nigga shit that killer shit now watch a gorilla spit

The industry got fuck face me i no dey watch face

Rap game *** got them bitches duct taped

Tech told me *** so i got to hustle

Got my team pushing weight i aint gotta flex your muscle cause

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah oh boy

Talking bout that amnesia blur

Shit i'd have your head nodding in a seizure boy

Trust me i got that yeah i got that yeah

I got that yeah i got that yeah

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I still got my mind on my chips dimes on my dick

Writing rhymes in the toilet still on my shit

Hate it or love it my cup runneth over you dig

Call my blue blooded but i dont rep no blood or crip

Its ghost man am back on my north pole shit

Meaning am situated right on top of this globe bitch

Got these rap feigns overdosing from all my dopeness

Say more blue magic am just upping the dosage

Shit is peak boy and that is no lie

I got that Boston Judge flow watch it blow bye

The block's hot so i just feed it with more pies

Cook my verses in the pot and watch the dough rise

Similar to amargeddon here when ghost rhymes

Shower niggas with a meteor of dope rhymes

Hating ass niggas acting like we dont shine

If you dont see greatness motherfucker yo blind

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah

You got that yeah hell yeah i got that yeah

Talking bout that amnesia blur oh boy

Shit i'd have your head nodding in a seizure boy

Trust me i got that yeah i got that yeah

I got that yeah i got that yeah

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