paroles de chanson Yeah Hoe - Akil Elijah

I'm in the
Shake it
I'm in the
Twerk it
I'm in the
Drop drop drop

I'm in the booth, then in the bank
Gettin' that rack rack rack
She heard a song, said I'm a vibe
She made it clap clap clap
Call me the A, not from the A
Putting my city on the map
Every nigga getting wacked
Every other nigga wack

I'm in the booth, then in the bank
Gettin' that rack rack rack
She heard a song, said I'm a vibe
She made it clap clap clap
Call me the A, not from the A
Putting my city on the map
Every nigga getting wacked
Every other nigga wack

This that Don tip, OT that's a don trip
Heavyweight, no CrossFit
Made money straight profits
I'm a prophet
'Cause this prophecy is like legendary
I'm a second coming so it's kind of scary
More Hollywood than like Halle Berry
I'm in all black like Tyler Perry
This cash flow never less than, turned every L to a lesson
I'm a rap God so I'm blessed in
How they gassed up with no engine?
You the lil' engine that couldn't
When I read niggas I'm fluent
I'm booked up when I flew in
My dick too good to be choosin'
I'm that 5 star, like Four Seasons
And every summer I'm a winner
When its winter cold, a nigga stay hot
'Cause I'm never chilling with the quitters
When I popped out on my Gram shit
I saw a couple niggas get bitter
Bitch been mad, I got my bag up
And my bank account got bigger bigger bigger!

I'm in the booth, then in the bank
Gettin' that rack rack rack
She heard a song, said I'm a vibe
She made it clap clap clap
Call me the A, not from the A
Putting my city on the map
Every nigga getting wacked
Every other nigga wack

I'm in the booth, then in the bank
Gettin' that rack rack rack
She heard a song, said I'm a vibe
She made it clap clap clap
Call me the A, not from the A
Putting my city on the map
Every nigga getting wacked
Every other nigga wack

In that bigger bag than Telfar
They could tell that I'm going far
I got more drive than a foreign car
I want Rolling Loud, so I'm rolling large
You see me?
I ain't gotta flex on the gram
For a nigga or bitch that really don't like my shit
I ain't never lookin' for a handout
From a hand that held me back when I lost my grip
Almost slipped
I bounced back from the shit I did
I heard a rumour that I did shit
With who? With what? With that? With this?
Wait pause!
Let me get this straight
Ain't sayin' shit to my face
On a fake page with a fake blog
You ain't real enough to come straight
Lil' bitch!
I'm getting money but you knew about it
I said, Yeah Hoe!
I stay about it, I been about it
I said, Yeah Hoe!
This hood shit never been a gimmick
And I run around em so I got em spinnin'
And I'm sonning niggas so I babysit 'em
Like what!

I'm in the booth, then in the bank
Gettin' that rack rack rack
She heard a song, said I'm a vibe
She made it clap clap clap
Call me the A, not from the A
Putting my city on the map
Every nigga getting wacked
Every other nigga wack

I'm in the booth, then in the bank
Gettin' that rack rack rack
She heard a song, said I'm a vibe
She made it clap clap clap
Call me the A, not from the A
Putting my city on the map
Every nigga getting wacked
Every other nigga wack