Ya Ya Ya (ft Lil Wayne) lyrics
Ah no the fights out somebody's
about to get their lights knocked out
A little opera for ya
Capricorn, Cash Money, Nivea, Jive
Miss
Nivea
Chorus
Front with me like you's a real baller
And I be like Yeah...Ya, Ya, Ya
With that other chicken trying to make
me jealous
And I be like Yeah...Ya, Ya, Ya
Getting all salty cause
I'm hanging out
Girl I be like Yeah...Ya, Ya, Ya
All them loud
words coming out your mouth
Boy I be like yeah...Ya, Ya, Ya
ATL where them pimps, ballers, and the hustlers swell
I met a fly guy
then we switched the cells
Under the influence so I can hardly tell
If he was the one for me
Popy doing this, popy doing that
Big
thangs under the Cadillac
I'm tight, thoroughbred, spread it like
butter
Walk threw the club bitch be like what tha
Shorty throwing
money at me like he's a pitcher
Maybe on the weekend or something I get
witcha
We did the%
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