Songtexte Yea Yea - Dreezy , Lady London

What you want, for me to lie to you? (Lie to you)
Talk to you like I desire you? (Desire you)
Want me all for a title that isn't viable? (Viable)
Or hear me talk like an Aries and show you fire?

See, if my main nigga tweak, my lil' yeah-yeah gon' pick me up
Now he like, "How you gettin' FaceTimes from Pizza Hut?"
If you don't know your worth, these niggas try to lowball
So if that card decline, I'ma do the same to your phone call

Got 40 inches hair draggin' to my hip (uh-huh)
First date he trickin' off, I'm talkin' bag and matchin' drip
He the type that always walk around braggin' 'bout his dick
I let him hit it once and found an AirTag up in my whip

I got that yeah-yeah, black trucks like the mayor here (skrrt)
He tryna stay at my spot, like what, you need welfare? (Yeah, yeah)
I'm thick and heavy, he gotta stay trigger-ready
Crop his face all out my pics, I call that nigga, "Wizard Kelly"

He keep askin', "What are we?", I tell him, "I don't know" (I don't know)
That's my lil' yeah-yeah, he never tell me no (never tell me no)
He like the way I am, ain't nothin' like these hoes
Don't worry about no money that no other nigga throw, look

That my lil' yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
That my lil' yeah-yeah (oh, that my lil' yeah-yeah)
That my lil' yeah-yeah (oh, that's my lil' yeah-yeah)
He don't never tell me no (boy)

This nigga like, "You got a friend for my homie, boo?" (Uh-uh)
No, papa, I want your homie, got a friend for you (ah-ha)
He like, "Why you so private? I thought you been my bae" (no)
Boy, you in the NBA and on an NDA (sign here)

I don't play that I hurt you and you want payback
Repossessing purses, emotional, I can see that (you in your feelings, huh?)
You keep asking me questions like, "What are we? (What are we?)"
I'ma tell you like, "Listen, just be my peace" (you know what we are)

Don't try and get for me to pose for your pictures, scary (scary)
I'm just lookin' for mimosas and missionary
Posts got a risk they carry, givin' an obituary
Papa, I ain't tryna be your missus or the chick you marry

He keep askin', "What are we?", I tell him, "I don't know" (I don't know)
That's my lil' yeah-yeah, he never tell me no (never tell me no)
He like the way I am, ain't nothin' like these hoes
Don't worry about no money that no other nigga throw, look

That my lil' yeah,-yeah (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
That my lil' yeah-yeah (oh, that my lil' yeah-yeah)
That my lil' yeah-yeah (oh, that's my lil' yeah-yeah)
He don't never tell me no (whoo)

Yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah), he benefit me mad cab
Designer my attire, get fly and he pay the airfare (damn)
Airfare? In a Lear jet he a Care Bear and I feel that (whoo)
But if my yeah-yeah got a yeah-yeah, oh hell no, don't deal with that

Oh, yeah, we so private, got jet-lag, if he get a bitch, I'ma dead that (uh-huh)
Take selfies all in his whip, but if he postin' me, that's a red flag
Ooh, girl, that's my sneaky link cuffin' you, never lovin' you (whoo)
Nigga just be bluffin', just somethin' do when it's nothin' to

I'm like cut him if he say, "That's my girl," you ain't David Ruffin, boo (what?)
He ain't even my number two, send him home, let him comfort you
It's up to you if you ain't believe it, humble, but I'm fake conceited (fake conceited)
Nigga post me, and I'm payin' to get your page deleted (haha)

He keep askin', "What are we?", I tell him, "I don't know" (I don't know)
That's my lil' yeah, yeah, he never tell me no (never tell me no)
He like the way I am, ain't nothin' like these hoes
Don't worry about no money that no other nigga throw, look

That my lil' yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
That my lil' yeah-yeah (oh, that my lil' yeah-yeah)
That my lil' yeah-yeah (oh, that's my lil' yeah-yeah)
He don't never tell me no (uh-huh)

What you want, for me to lie to you? (Lie to you)
Talk to you like I desire you? (Desire you)
Want me all for a title that isn't viable? (Viable)
Or hear me talk like an Aries and show you fire?