Yeah, Yeah, Yeah - Mr. Lil One, Baby Bash, Cisco

Started off a long time ago, sittin' in the city

Bitches showin' off my name tatted on they titty (Lil' One)

Little booty lookin' pretty

My attitude is shitty

I’m interested in nothin', but fuckin' up the kitty

I fuck 'em

I leave 'em

Lie

Deceive 'em

Tell you, «I'm an asshole,» believe him

Ah!

What am I do, dog?

You know the game

Open up their legs, all these bitches look the same

Same groupie little bitches

Lookin' so delicious

I’m the sickest, I’m pointin' where my dick is

You know what to do?

Slutty bitch ho

Oh

No, you’ve never done this before?

Then where’d you learn that, bitch?

I didn’t teach you

Don’t make me beat you, the first day I meet you (Fuck you up)

I reached you with my hand on my nuts

Give my nuts to your mouth, for raisin' you a slut

I love you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I need you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don’t you want me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don’t you trust me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Repeat Chorus

Another day, another peso, from the H-Town, to Dego

From the V-Town, to Weko, they bitches give it a pay-ho

But hey, ho

Go fill your titties up with Playdoe

Talkin' about, «Bash, can I jump on your payroll?»

But say, ho, why don’t you shave that hairy navel

Bend over on the table, let me bust a Fado

Hasta la luego, whatever your name is

She only wanted pee-pee cause she thought, I was famous

She’s a groupie

She can’t sue me

Got her on tape with three fingers in her coochie

Passin' me the doobie, lookin' for the lighter

Beggin' me to bust a fat nut, up inside her

Repeat Chorus Twice

These groupie sluts ain’t shit, but some penetration

So I treat 'em just some dick, and feed 'em conversation

Teaching to hit licks, tricks and set up connections

Bitch, ain’t we gettin' rich ain’t worth the inch of my erection

Same goes for you rich independent

Upper class bitches with cash, too stinky to spend it

Question

No, I ain’t a captain with a cape on

Flyin' through the air, tryin' to

Handcuff and save 'em

Me and Baby Bash from the

Smash-A-Ho nation

Don Cisco

Frisco Mex, my occupation

Break 'em

Shake 'em (Then it’s)

Check out time

Get your broke ass back to the welfare line

Lazy hoes don’t get no sympathy

And ain’t no females

Pimpin' me, hun

So I took the whippy hooker downstairs

And shook her left in the hotel, I’ll be lookin' for my producer

Suckers, what you used to

But fuck that

I only get with stripper chicks and boosters

To kick in chips

When they choose ya

I know you a money pimp

You like to suck it up

Like a Hoover

Repeat Chorus Twice

I love you

I need you

Don’t you want me

Don’t you trust me

I love you

I need you

Don’t you want me

Don’t you trust me