Oh Yeah Lyrics

Hey

You muthafuckin hipsters

If you drink heavy, then tip heavy

Throw money at the strippers

And go easy on the tofu

I'm here to give direction

Like Chuck Noll I'll coach you

Soaked up in my seat, adjust the arm on my frames

Peep what's on my feet

Fancy designer names

I've arrived!

My action supports my claims

Gold coins over fame

I ain't about them games

And Uber to the party

Don't fuck off your whole wallet

We need you to keep it solid

I'm the mentor & the pilot

The Black panthers ain't from Charlotte

When grown folks speak, keep it silent

I'm from Oakland, Bitch!

I'm from Oakland, Bitch

I like my grooves rare

Girls with natural Afros

Gas in the air

To alleviate pain

You're more than your hair

It's my thoughts I share...

Pull up a pillow

Let me dig in to your brain

I keep it holographic

Y'all Neanderthal

Futuristic current

Currency ain't worrying me

Oneness & Abundance, I'm like Santa Clause

I be late to shit but bare gifts

Quit hurrying me!

I'm old school and sexist

Fix me a plate

Baby what's for breakfast?

It's almost lunch, it's late!

Psyche

I'm just addicted to rantin' like this.

Blame it on my birthplace

Oakland, Bitch!

I'm from Oakland, Bitch

In the summertime

The girls are golden

Something's happenin and I'm indulgin'

The Music is mine

Glasshouse on shine

Chrome grill

Choppin game wit a dime

Pull up to the park and then pop the trunk

Don't pull a gat, just mix the juice and get drunk

A block party starts to form

Weather is mellow & warm

Yellow & white stripe tires - the norm

No violence is NEW, but this is nostalgia

A Cutlass yokes at the light next to a Challenger

Burrito trucks

Harley's pull up

Niggas is throwin fits...

I'm from Oakland, Bitch!