Wobble that shit, twerk twerk team do the splits

Throw it, throw it back like a pitch and I need a hit

Bad ass bitches, see you twerkin'

Got bands on me, I see you workin'

My niggas paid, these bitches free

And they all, and they all pussy poppin' for me

Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fly nigga, hood nigga, my niggas, we the realest

Pussy killer, bank filler, I got bands, let's take a trip to Anguilla

Molly poppin', ass droppin', ass clappin' for Melly

She make it happen, she tell me she wanna suck me

I tell her let's get it smackin'

She pull me up in the pussy, she need it, I let her have it

Bring that ass back, I ain't done with your booty, bitch

Hop up on stage, have fun with your booty, bitch

Wobble that shit, twerk twerk team do the splits

Throw it, throw it back like a pitch and I need a hit

Got her all wet up, ring around the rosie

Pocket full of money, that's why they all know me

Niggas need to come up, put her on a track, boy

Tell her run and sell that, boy

Bad ass bitches, see you twerkin'

Got bands on me, I see you workin'

My niggas paid, these bitches free

And they all, and they all pussy poppin' for me

Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Fresh nigga, blessed nigga

She get dolled up just to catch niggas

Rubber bands, flex nigga

Showin' all, respect nigga

Talkin' 'Raris cause we already Benz'd up

Speakers blown from the slap, still I'mma turn it up

I like the way it rattle though, we don't smoke no bama, hoe

6-9 Chappelle get in that street and MC Hammer hoes

Dancin', dancin', just like you

Stuntin' like super Dave, stickin' to me like super glue

Dancin', dancin', exhale it in a stupid coupe

Desert is sittin' passenger because you super cute

Like your real long hair, or your light brown eyes

That ass, that ass is what got you in the ride

Killer, I'mma kill it, yeah that's normal for Clyde

Finna hit the tuck spot, hell of a night

Bad ass bitches, see you twerkin'

Got bands on me, I see you workin'

My niggas paid, these bitches free

And they all, and they all pussy poppin' for me

Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Yeah, look, it's Priceless

We in this thing, mama

Look, hella saucy, life of the party

The west coast in this bitch and we get it poppin'

I be yockin' while she dippin'

I'm the reason why your bitches come up missin'

She like nasty ass niggas and I happen to be one

I'm lookin' for a freak and I happen to see one

You got a couple friends, well I'll be happy to meet 'em

I got a bottle named Moscato that's been dyin' to greet them

Girl, you want 50s? Strip for it

Face down, ass up, bendy dip for it

It's no love, it's no love for these hoes

X's and O's get crossed out like it's tic-tac-toe

I like it when you drop it and you hit that flo'-lo'

Now I got these dollars, go and get that pole though

The whole club turnt, you better hit that shit

Yo, and it's TBE shit, baby, you should already know though

Bad ass bitches, see you twerkin'

Got bands on me, I see you workin'

My niggas paid, these bitches free

And they all, and they all pussy poppin' for me

Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Wobble that shit, twerk twerk team do the splits

Throw it, throw it back like a pitch and I need a hit

Hell Yeah

Milla feat. Clyde Carson & Priceless Da Roc

Текст песни Hell Yeah - Milla feat. Clyde Carson & Priceless Da Roc