Yella Beezy - You On You Lyrics

Lyrics You On You - Yella Beezy



Shun On The Beat
Let's show us
I said, "Oh us"
When I pull a you on you
Ayy
Say I'm hittin' on two by two (Two)
They watch tryna do what I do (Do)
Know I'm poppin', tryna screw who I screw (Screw)
Every step tryna move where I move (Move)
Why you keep playin' games with me? (Ayy)
This ain't no 'Skip to My Lou' (Lou)
And you keep on lockin' your tooth (Tooth)
But you didn't know I been had the juice (I been had the juice)
(Shun On The Beat)
How you gon' get mad at me (Me)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
How you gon' get mad at me (Me)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (You on you)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on, I pull a you on
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on, I pull a you on
I pulled a you on you so just move on
One of your moves, you act like I did you too wrong
Been down the road before, I been knowin' you for too long
But you're lucky treatin' me and it got your mind too gone
You gotta be kiddin' me, what feelings? I'm too numb
Different problem every week and your mind too young
I'm sick and tired of your beef, all the arguin' too dumb
Play hide and go seek, chase you and then you run
Keep on talkin' that shit but ain't gon' do none
Keep poppin' off at the lip like you some
Fucked her on the futon, gave the hoe a few blurries
Son gave me a two for one like a coupon
Say I'm gettin' hot up in here like Tucson
I love the gang-gang, gang bang like a GroupOn
And I ain't got time to play I just had a new son
Tryna get the package up in traffic, rush hour, don't flee, though
I cannot lie on you (I cannot lie on you)
And I got my eyes on you (I got my eyes on you)
Every time I dive on you (Every time I dive on you)
I just wanna slide in you (Just wanna slide up)
I cut all ties with you (I cut all ties up)
No, I cannot ride with you (I cannot ride on)
I don't wanna vibe with you (Don't wanna ride on)
I can't shuck and jive with you
Say I'm hittin' on two by two (Two)
They watch tryna do what I do (Do)
Know I'm poppin', tryna screw who I screw (Screw)
Every step tryna move where I move (Move)
Why you keep playin' games with me? (Ayy)
This ain't no 'Skip to My Lou' (Lou)
And you keep on lockin' your tooth (Tooth)
But you didn't know I been had the juice (I been had the juice)
How you gon' get mad at me (Me)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
How you gon' get mad at me (Me)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (You on you)
Let the phone call 'til the bitch turn silent
Nigga get to trippin' get to poppin' at your eyelids
And I don't want no company, can't nobody come to my crib
People pocket watchin' tryna figure out how I live
All the nigga jockin', yeah they're tryna follow my drill
I'm the hottest topic, yeah nigga this my year
Your bitch gobble-gobble all night up on my dick
Keep on callin' me, tryna ride up in my whip
Came outta nowhere, nigga how the fuck you got here
Cannon up a lot here, got a lot of knots here
Served a lot of custs, fuck ducks on this block, here
Ayy, bitches, watch here, don't tick-tock here
Everywhere I go I'm strapped up with the Glock here
You will get popped here, bust on, shot here
Add it up, add it up, nigga gettin' guwop here
Everyone claimin' that they real, hush it
Pump fakin' actin like they treal, bluffin'
Pussy ass nigga better chill, ain't scared of nothin'
Nigga start pullin' out the drill, you runnin'
I ain't tryna fuck down that little bitch, she busted
Every other day she arguin' and fussin'
I ain't tryna holla bitch, end of discussion
Better talk that shit to the nigga you fuckin'
Say I'm hittin' on two by two (Two)
They watch tryna do what I do (Do)
Know I'm poppin', tryna screw who I screw (Screw)
Every step tryna move where I move (Move)
Why you keep playin' games with me? (Ayy)
This ain't no 'Skip to My Lou' (Lou)
And you keep on lockin' your tooth (Tooth)
But you didn't know I been had the juice (I been had the juice)
How you gon' get mad at me (Me)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
How you gon' get mad at me (Me)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (Ayy)
When I pull a you on you? (You on you)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on, I pull a you on
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on you (I pull a you on)
I pull a you on, I pull a you on



Writer(s): Lemarcus Rashun Wright, Markies Conway


Yella Beezy - Ain't No Goin' Bacc
Album Ain't No Goin' Bacc
date of release
16-11-2018




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