Cyeah

Cyeah

Gucci Mane

Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah

I don’t really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that’s ‘cause you’re the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there

Do you know who I am? Baby girl, my name the shit
I’m the shit, yeah, the shit, Gucci Mane off in this bitch
When I spit stupid swift, I feel like I got a gift
Leave the truck ‘bout forty thousand, but this one is on the strength
A balloon to a blimp, ladies ask me do I pimp?
‘Cause I walk with a limp, so much ice you feel a drift
Light a spliff, take a wiff, if you feel like take a sniff
Drink a fifth, pop a what? One of those then plead the fifth
40K on a Wednesday, catch me in the M
Look at me, look at them, don’t I look better than him?
Girl, my rims match my gems, pinky same color my wheels
And my drop top match my ears, no flaugin’ I keep it real

I don’t really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that’s ‘cause you’re the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
I don’t really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that’s ‘cause you’re the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there

(Haha, yeah, leggo, I told you niggas, look), they done fuc*** around and let me back on my G shit, my wheels big, they deep dish
Engine bigger than a motherfuc*** but on the dashboard you see fish
See-through, all blue, I’m bigger than a barracuda, f*** you
Whole bunch of niggas in my clique, they gorillas and I’m fuckin’ with the motherfuckin’ dogs too
All this money, I done met my quota, yeah, I’m ballin’, bitch
Flow sick, track ebola, Polow this that shit
For all the ladies, you know this that dick, hold up, wait a minute, did he just say that? Yes I did
And now open your legs up, let me show you this business
Microphones, I blaze, boy, any little beat, any track I’ll kill it
Fuckin’ a model straight Playboy, I stick my ding-a-ling down they throat like ribbit
Got girls in the club with their lace front swingin’, lookin’ at my girl like, “No, you didn’t”
Somebody better call 911 with all this motherfuckin’ pussy I’m killin’

I don’t really do this much, but baby girl, I might (might)
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that’s ‘cause you’re the type I like (like)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (yeah)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
I don’t really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that’s ‘cause you’re the type I like (alrght)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (go get that girl right there)
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Uh, stay in line, hoe
Yeah, get your mind right, bitch
Yeah, all pussy ain’t good pussy
And I don’t like bald pussy, I like wolf pussy
My woman f*** me good and make kush cookies
Pockets on Snookie, I wouldn’t f*** Snookie, hmm
I skate hard and f*** a bitch harder, shawty got a donk, call her Vince Carter
Eat a red bone, like red velvet cake
F*** a nigga wife, and eat the weddin’ cake
And if that nigga trippin’, tell him yellow tape
I’m like 5’6″, dick 7-8

I don’t really do this much, but baby girl, I might (Tunechi)
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that’s ‘cause you’re the type I like (taht right)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (that girl right there)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (Young Mula, baby)
I don’t really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that’s ‘cause you’re the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there

Cyeah

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