Yeah! Yeah! Lyrics

(We love you, SIX)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Lil Six, you counting that paper? (Shordy go hit my phone and she like)

Then you had fucked on me, then you fucked on my cousin

Then you told lil bitch see you later? (Yeah, that's right)

They say lil Six, is that a pipe in yo hand?

Said, lil bitch that's right

I'll get you posted up with that 38 bitch, get you pinned on sight

Posted up and shit (I'm posted up)

With my gang (Gang)

What do these hoes do? (Yell)

Lil shawty she giving me dumb brain (Slop)

I fuck her slow then make her come through and (Yell)

And, I was only 15 rocking on the same swag

And rocking on the same shoes (Yeah)

But, I think lil Six mane, they want yo hundreds

I think they want you dead

Six, they really hate you? (Yeah)

Shawty got that prehistoric coochie

But, she eat dick like a t rex (Yep)

When I ball on your squad and yo gang niggas

They gone swish like some chain nets (Swish, sweesh)

When I setup your homie then I lace his ass

I'll go make me a new check (Yeah, yeah, yep)

Then i'll send out my nigga Chapo with the choppa

And he gone fuck up your new set (Blow)

Lil bitch, lets play hang man

Where the fuck is my knoose at?

Fuck that, we on some cops and robbers shit

I'll keep me a blick and i'll go and run off with a new sack

I'll beat yo ass then i'll run yo ass for your bread man

Like "where the fuck was yo gang?" nigga

I'll slap a nigga with my clip and my lead man

Then run his ass for his chain nigga

Smacked his ass, blat (Boom)

With the gat (Gat)

Can't fuck with no lame niggas

Broke niggas, sippin' on wack (Wack)

And that's facts (Facts)

You'll sit on yo ass won't count no money

Sippin' on yak (Yak)

Spin it back (Back)

Put a pistol in his mouth if that fuck nigga like to chat (Chat?) (With a cap?)

I'm Six with the nine, i'm all about that cheddar

But i'll never rat

Yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Yeeahh) (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah

Yeah

Yeeahh (Shawty wanna fuck so nigga i'm like)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Pussy boy wanna duck smoke so nigga i'm like?

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Would I be wrong if I go fuck his shordy

Up in the lime light? (Nope) (Huh?)

My young niggas they serving that work lil bitch

They'll get yo life right (Yup, yup)

It'll be slatty season, when I hit a motherfucker

With this brand new pipe pipe (Yuh, Six, yuh, Six, Six?)

Did you fuck on his hoe and told another see you later? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Do the broke nigga want smoke because they know that you paid? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

He a broke bitch with no paper

That's why he stuck a hater? (Yeah, yeah)

I can't trust no bitch that always like me high

I might gotta forsake her

Real shit though

Might gotta drop that bitch if she like me high too much

Fuck that

FLE, FML, the nation