2 Chainz

Cyeah

by 2 Chainz

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah
Polow, Polow
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah
Young 4, young 6, young gangstas
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that's 'cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Do you know who I am?
Baby girl, my name the sh*t
I'm the sh*t, yeah, the sh*t
Gucci Mane off in this b*tch
When I spit stupid swift
I feel like I got a gift
Leave the truck 'bout forty thousand
But this one is on the strength
A balloon to a blimp
Ladies ask me do I pimp?
'Cause I walk with a limp
So much ice you feel a drift
Light a spliff, take a whiff
If you feel like take a sniff
Drink a fifth, pop a what?
One of those then plead the fifth
40K on a Wednesday, catch me in the M
Look at me, look at them, don't I look better than him?
Girl, my rims match my gems, pinky same color my wheels
And my drop top match my ears, no flaugin' I keep it real

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & (Chris Brown)]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that's 'cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
I don't really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that's 'cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (ha, yeah)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (leggo, I told you n*ggas, look)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
They done f*cked around and let me back on my G sh*t
My wheels big, they deep dish (*barks*)
Engine bigger than a motherf*cker
But on the dashboard you see fish (right)
See-through, all blue
I'm bigger than a barracuda, f*ck you (hahaha)
Whole bunch of n*ggas in my clique, they gorillas
And I'm f*ckin' with the motherf*ckin' dogs too (*barks*)
All this money, I done met my quota
Yeah, I'm ballin', b*tch (ha)
Flow sick, track ebola (ugh), Polow this that sh*t
For all the ladies, you know this that di*k (yeah)
Hold up, wait a minute (brap!) Did he just say that? Yes, I did
And now open your legs up, let me show you this business
Microphones, I blaze, boy
Any little beat, any track I'll kill it
f*ckin' a model straight Playboy
I stick my ding-a-ling down they throat like ribbit
Got girls in the club with their lace front swingin' (ha)
Lookin' at my girl like, "No, you didn't" (uh-huh)
Somebody better call 911
With all this motherf*ckin' pus*y I'm killin'

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & (Lil Wayne)]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl, I might (might)
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that's 'cause you're the type I like (like)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (yeah)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
I don't really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that's 'cause you're the type I like (alrght)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (go get that girl right there)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Uh, stay in line, hoe
Yeah, get your mind right, b*tch
Yeah, all pus*y ain't good pus*y
And I don't like bald pus*y, I like wolf pus*y
My woman f*ck me good and make kush cookies
Pockets on Snookie, I wouldn't f*ck Snookie, hmm
I skate hard and f*ck a b*tch harder, shawty got a donk, call her Vince Carter
Eat a red bone, like red velvet cake
f*ck a n*gga wife, and eat the weddin' cake
And if that n*gga trippin', tell him yellow tape
I'm like 5'6", di*k 7-8

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & (Lil Wayne)]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl, I might (Tunechi)
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that's 'cause you're the type I like (that right)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (that girl right there)
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there (Young Mula, baby)
I don't really do this much, but baby girl, I might
Fly you, buy you crazy things, that's 'cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there

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