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Lets Get On Dey Ass Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Yachty
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Miles Parks Mccollum, Ronald LaTour




Lil Yachty - Lets Get On Dey Ass Lyrics
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Ever (yeah)
I'm finna get mean
Turn up the circuits
Turn up the-

What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crepe
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm, alright

Deal me personally, nigga, I'm poppin'
I'm makin' the calls, I'm pointin' the fingers, I'm gettin' 'em dropped
Well, well
Ball off to that judge with the red shells
He pissy, can't get none to me
He pussy, his bitch wanna do me
I ain't trippin', she came from The Boonies
Like f*ck it, I said they come show me
The stuff that I did, they owe me
Mm, mm, mm, mhm
F*ck it, I'm up, skrrt on they ass
I run up the millions and spend it on glass
F*ck niggas that ain't got no paper, hm, hm
They goin' to water, don't run out of money
I'm payin' to hit with your ho? Ayy, you trippin' buddy
Haha (ha), haha (phew)
Haha, haha
Throw money up in the eco (mm)
Shootin' that bitch like a free throw
Maybach since I was a Migo (what?)
My brother, my twin, Cardo
I still put the drugs in the cargo (yeah)
They bills ain't more then my car note (Shoo)
These bitches is bible, barcode (yeah)
Huh, run it on auto, yup
The money the motto

What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crepe
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm, alright
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Ever (yeah)
I'm finna get mean
Turn up the circuits
Turn up the-

What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crepe
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm, alright

Deal me personally, nigga, I'm poppin'
I'm makin' the calls, I'm pointin' the fingers, I'm gettin' 'em dropped
Well, well
Ball off to that judge with the red shells
He pissy, can't get none to me
He pussy, his bitch wanna do me
I ain't trippin', she came from The Boonies
Like f*ck it, I said they come show me
The stuff that I did, they owe me
Mm, mm, mm, mhm
F*ck it, I'm up, skrrt on they ass
I run up the millions and spend it on glass
F*ck niggas that ain't got no paper, hm, hm
They goin' to water, don't run out of money
I'm payin' to hit with your ho? Ayy, you trippin' buddy
Haha (ha), haha (phew)
Haha, haha
Throw money up in the eco (mm)
Shootin' that bitch like a free throw
Maybach since I was a Migo (what?)
My brother, my twin, Cardo
I still put the drugs in the cargo (yeah)
They bills ain't more then my car note (Shoo)
These bitches is bible, barcode (yeah)
Huh, run it on auto, yup
The money the motto

What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crepe
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm, alright
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Writer: Miles Parks Mccollum, Ronald LaTour
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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