paroles de chanson YMCA - Kodak Black

We was posted by the Y
I'm scoping out the Y
We was thuggin at the YMCA
Scopin' and pokin'
At the YMCA

Want you to love me 'cause I'm running low

Do you say fuck me when I tell you no?
We was back then at the YMCA
Now we in the black Benz, on I-10, we piled up from them plays
You can go ask Rad, Greg, Marcus, and Tracy
That we made eighty bands off scoping out at the YMCA
We was down at the Y
You need to surprise me 'cause that's how you feel

Did I really expect them boys to keep it real?
This for the street niggas after paper
Young niggas tryna snap, we tryna pull a caper
I done got too comfortable in this hotel
Shout out T-Sun and Eastside, sunrisers and the whole deal
My lil' nigga thirteen, wе fuck with Odell

26-13-6, We rep CML

When you see my wrist, I hatе to say I told you
I dreamed of this back at the boys and girls club
Hope you don't hate me 'cause I got you nothin'
Ain't seemin' nothin' special so I just said fuck you babe
You're from my way, you already know what I be sayin'
I bet I could call me some young niggas right now out of Ivy Lane
In the booth I do my thing, but I'm a fool with the poker
Got baby on a leash, that's why I buy her chokers
I been alright ever since they let me go

So fuck it, I went all white, I feel like Sammy Sosa
I miss my cousin too much and it hurt, boy
We was in Hawaii, I was tryna surf, boy
Back then at the Y, we was tryna steal a purse
I don't need nobody thinkin' I'm tryna get a murk

I'm just tryin' not to catch a body
She want some money, I told her I ain't got it

We was back then at the YMCA
Now we in the black Benz, on I-10, we piled up from them plays

Them jiggas kickin' in, I gotta dunk
Everybody runnin', niggas got a gun
Ain't trippin' baby, I know you havin' fun
Ooh, ooh
Ain't really sayin' I gotta be your one and one
But you gotta go beyond to show me that you love me babe
Ayy come and fuck me 'fore this whole week scrape
And turn your phone off, tell your people that we straight

We was back then at the YMCA
Now we in the black Benz, on I-10, we piled up from them plays

Put your man on do not disturb tonight
So you won't disturb us

We was back then at the YMCA
Now we in the black Benz, on I-10, we piled up from them plays

All of the baby Snipes, they come to
Light how we grow up back in the day
Don't think my lil' niggas some lil'
Niggas, get shot up all in your face

We was thuggin' at the Y
Scopin' and pokin'
At the YMCA

We gon' do this like, we gon' do this video at the YMCA
With them lil'-with them lil'-lil'
White people doin' the lil' YMCA thing

You know what I'm sayin'?
Glee, glee
Real glee for real
Z for
Heavy's obligatory
There's all kind of extra zericular shit goin' on