Yeah Right
(专辑： Big Fish Theory - 2017)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah) Is your house big? Is your car nice? Is your girl fine? Fuck her all night Is you well paid? Are your shows packed? If your song played, would they know that? How the
thug life? How the
love life? How the
workload? Is your buzz right? Do the
trap jump? Is the
club right? Got your head right? Boy, yeah right Pretty women wanna slit the
wrist Pretty women wanna be a
rich man's bitch Pretty women want a
couple kids Pretty women want a
new ass, new lips Pretty women wanna push a
Benz Come correct and she won't let you in Thumbing through the
checks, she gets it in Diamonds on your neck, is them pretend? Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah) Got an enemy that changes depending what direction You're facing Got an enemy that tells you off, blocking what's efficient You're placed in You pretend to get a
better idea about the
lifestyle You're chasing Keep pretending that you real Until every selfie is erased Pop 'til it's faking Pop 'til the
wrist pop Pop 'til he shaking Pop like four on the
floor been in rotation No allegation Popular demand, I
understand my name is only for conversation New York nigga be like "deadass" L.A. nigga be like "on the
dead homies" I
was off the
porch like Fed-Ex 211, got bread on me K-Dot twilight the
zeitgeist Roll like fried rice and tempura shrimp Temporary pimp, nah, don't remember them Just canary yellow gem, jumping out the
fucking gym Swang like new Dana Dane, I
ride dirty Paid like two Damon Wayans, retire early Fade like shadows, corralling the
cattle A
bitches decision for you, is narrow Collision, the
money, and fame, the
pharaoh The
physic, the
chemist, the
lame Collateral for Kendrick whenever exchange Compatible for riches with more to gain A
sad nigga? Yeah right I
don't fair fight but I
bear fight Looking for my next roadkill for the
headlight Hanging though my last four kills for the
highlights My life, high life, high five, bye, bye Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
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