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Hell Yeah! Video (MV)




Performed By: Pote Baby
Length: 2:33
Written by: Brandon Wilson




Pote Baby - Hell Yeah! Lyrics




Yeah motherf*cker yeah, Brandon copped another pair
Bad hoes come in pairs, niggas love to stop and stare

Three to the, Two to the, One to the
You gone f*ck around & we gon run through ya
When you ball like us, bitches run to you
OGs only we play tonk with them
21 To nothing, we gon' skunk niggas
Alley ooping hunnids Tim Dunc' niggas
Big body punching yeah we dust niggas
You don't know he strapped , he brought the hush with em
Back on the east, Back on my feet
She know he sweet G code don't tweet
We f*ck don't speak She mad at me least I still beat
Swank on the beat Dank on this beat
He cap when he speak, I tax just to meet
I tax just to meet, this shit ain't free
I still got needs, you know how that be
Bitch we balling phone only rang' bout that change
If you calling Gotta go through to gang just to hang we the bosses
Catching every play on the way we the mosses
Wrist plain Jane till I put it in a faucet
I could only love her for a week then I'm off it
You Tweet bout every thang ain't no names but I'm cautious
Sick of being broke swear the got it made me nauseous
Me & shell swerving through the lanes got me carsick

Yeah motherf*cker yeah, Brandon copped another pair
Bad hoes come in pairs, niggas love to stop and stare
Yeah motherf*cker yeah, Brandon copped another pair
Bad hoes come in pairs, niggas love to stop and stare
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Yeah motherf*cker yeah, Brandon copped another pair
Bad hoes come in pairs, niggas love to stop and stare

Three to the, Two to the, One to the
You gone f*ck around & we gon run through ya
When you ball like us, bitches run to you
OGs only we play tonk with them
21 To nothing, we gon' skunk niggas
Alley ooping hunnids Tim Dunc' niggas
Big body punching yeah we dust niggas
You don't know he strapped , he brought the hush with em
Back on the east, Back on my feet
She know he sweet G code don't tweet
We f*ck don't speak She mad at me least I still beat
Swank on the beat Dank on this beat
He cap when he speak, I tax just to meet
I tax just to meet, this shit ain't free
I still got needs, you know how that be
Bitch we balling phone only rang' bout that change
If you calling Gotta go through to gang just to hang we the bosses
Catching every play on the way we the mosses
Wrist plain Jane till I put it in a faucet
I could only love her for a week then I'm off it
You Tweet bout every thang ain't no names but I'm cautious
Sick of being broke swear the got it made me nauseous
Me & shell swerving through the lanes got me carsick

Yeah motherf*cker yeah, Brandon copped another pair
Bad hoes come in pairs, niggas love to stop and stare
Yeah motherf*cker yeah, Brandon copped another pair
Bad hoes come in pairs, niggas love to stop and stare
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Writer: Brandon Wilson
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