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Yeaa Video (MV)




Performed By: Hondoe
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: jahaz miller




Hondoe - Yeaa Lyrics




They told me id be nothing
Now they aint enough
Countin so much money i got paper cuts
And i ride with bundles like I'm Banga yaw
Aint stoppin at the light
There aint no staining us
All that talking don't attend to that
Catch em its a reynolds wrap
We gon send them shots first
Aint no way they sending back
And I'm in the trap
Got work out just like a jumping jack
And i keep a bad bitch
You catch me where her stomach at
I was 13 before a nigga seen 100 packs
Og told me don't take it less you can double that
Young nigga
But i listened
Now i step in Christians on these niggas
Niggas broke and i watch em envy
So i keep my distance
And they rats
Boy they run they jibbys
They aint bout no business
Niggas tough
Till I'm bending aves
And i got the glizzy
F*ck the singing
Boy the hotline blinging
And i feel liike Drizzy
Dont do gz
Take the unit whole
I aint talking 50

If its up yea
Then its stuck yea
And i ball on em
Like a Buck yea
We get bucks yea
You aint on non yea
I got med meds
In my cup yea

Ok , i came from that trap spot
You know thats the cash spot
My one boy got dope on em
Other one got crack rock
I be on my doe boy
You might think I'm Back Block
Nigga say you trappin
With none to show
You got ya ass out
Bitch i wake up early in the morning
Thinking cash out
Rona got it looking spooky
Work i hadda tax now
Running straight up through the problems
We aint never back down
And i gotta 40 let him run
Ill blow his back out

If its up yea
Then its stuck yea
And i ball on em
Like a Buck yea
We get bucks yea
You aint on non yea
I got med meds
In my cup yea
If its up yea
Then its stuck yea
And i ball on em
Like a Buck yea
We get bucks yea
You aint on non yea
I got med meds
In my cup yea
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They told me id be nothing
Now they aint enough
Countin so much money i got paper cuts
And i ride with bundles like I'm Banga yaw
Aint stoppin at the light
There aint no staining us
All that talking don't attend to that
Catch em its a reynolds wrap
We gon send them shots first
Aint no way they sending back
And I'm in the trap
Got work out just like a jumping jack
And i keep a bad bitch
You catch me where her stomach at
I was 13 before a nigga seen 100 packs
Og told me don't take it less you can double that
Young nigga
But i listened
Now i step in Christians on these niggas
Niggas broke and i watch em envy
So i keep my distance
And they rats
Boy they run they jibbys
They aint bout no business
Niggas tough
Till I'm bending aves
And i got the glizzy
F*ck the singing
Boy the hotline blinging
And i feel liike Drizzy
Dont do gz
Take the unit whole
I aint talking 50

If its up yea
Then its stuck yea
And i ball on em
Like a Buck yea
We get bucks yea
You aint on non yea
I got med meds
In my cup yea

Ok , i came from that trap spot
You know thats the cash spot
My one boy got dope on em
Other one got crack rock
I be on my doe boy
You might think I'm Back Block
Nigga say you trappin
With none to show
You got ya ass out
Bitch i wake up early in the morning
Thinking cash out
Rona got it looking spooky
Work i hadda tax now
Running straight up through the problems
We aint never back down
And i gotta 40 let him run
Ill blow his back out

If its up yea
Then its stuck yea
And i ball on em
Like a Buck yea
We get bucks yea
You aint on non yea
I got med meds
In my cup yea
If its up yea
Then its stuck yea
And i ball on em
Like a Buck yea
We get bucks yea
You aint on non yea
I got med meds
In my cup yea
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Writer: jahaz miller
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