T.I. - Yeap (feat. B.o.B, Trae & Young Dro) Lyrics
[Intro: T.I.]Yeap, yeapOkay, okayYeap, yeapOkay, okay, okay[Verse 1: T.I.]I double cup my lean, while I penetratin’ your hoShorty Im twice as raw as you seenBy far the coolest you knowNigga you can ask anybody you know bout me they tell ya shawty gon’ goI been bowty, you know bout me shawty that fourOkay, I keep warrant no I.D., got a couple bad *****es by meYou cant be walkin .. with that two lead don’t try meTry lotto my auto cost two million eurosThese hoes all on me like they think my manure goldOkay these hoes be actin’ upThese niggas be actin’ toughHustle Gang, everybody got rap with usWanna see I her dont even gotta ask to *****See your chicken’ my pimpin as soon as I walked inShe just asked me one question, she said do you like woman who really like woman?I came with my friends and we comin’ with youIs you with it? I was like[Hook: T.I.]Yeap, yeapThat right? That right?Okay, okay, okayYeap, yeapThat right? That Right?That right? That Right?okay okay okay[Verse 2: B.o.B]I pull up front about four doorsI’mma roll up blunts with about four O’sI’mma young nigga with an old soulThat’s why these niggas all got my old flowThey get mad cause they hoes choseI’mma slang that wood, I’mma throw that oakI dont call her back, cause I dont owe that hoeI just ignore that ***** like I don’t know that hoeAye,did you know that?Everyday is a KodakAnd they didn’t know me so until I went PopBut I was gettin’ money we before thatWith your main ***** on my floor matWhen I’m finished with her here’s your hoe backI told that *****, don’t act like you know I wouldn’t call where your coat at?Niggas is freezing Hustle Gang seasonGoons on the payroll, looking for a reason to create some balance when she get uneven,So say what you mean and do no be misleadingShit the ***** up when real niggas is speakingCause life is a game and you will be deletedNigga, you will be obsoletedYou will witness the rise of the Phoenix (gang)[Hook][Verse 3: Young Dro]Kill em in the Benz, kill em in the dropUp my flow nigga hit em with the popNigga I’mma rebel slash killer misionaryI be going *****in’ stupid, I’mma *****in adversaryBackyard cemetary,where you wanna get buried?Put you right next to the ***** named MaryThat’s the last ***** I mother*****in’ strangle’dShe tried to set me up, so I hung her like a hangerI’mma keep it real I’m a God damn sinnerI can hit a note like Aretha damn FranklinBut I bet I still snap on a God damn bangerNigga I’ll work your ***** like a trainerHit it from the back, then tell ***** push upDick on the chin, yeah ***** chin upTrick got bent up, pockets on fill upIf your sick of looking at a nigga ***** spit upForty-five grand on my mother*****in’ wristsI like you hoe, I finna blow that ***** a kissIf she stick around, I’m a throw the ***** dickIf the ***** get smart, I dont throw the ***** shitI like doing this, but I love doing thatHorse this label nigga need to get on my backNigga I’ll run to the mother*****in’ endCall me Joe Biscuit, I’mma winAint gettin’ paper, Trick come again***** I’m besides you just like a sinYa’ll nigga friendemy’s ya’ll aint friendsHustle Gang nigga we aint never gon’ bend[Hook][Verse 4: Trae The Truth]Yeah nigga money really longChopper down what the ***** you niggas really on?***** nigga you can see I’m worth a millionTell em my hustle be a minute before this milli goneTruth got it on lock no keys on emPush a nigga top back no breeze on emGive a nigga the whole clip I squeeze on emIce gang so cold I sneeze on emSomebody kill before I make shit freeze on emI don’t talk about shit I put fees on emThey’ll get and put another couple G’s on emMake em put them in the dirt grow trees on emI’ll throw a mother*****in’ fitThis two-door Phantom you aint *****in’ withJump out like ***** who you *****in with?Not me, everything you aint *****in shitI’m gold in my zone keep nobody come safeI’m turnt to the max, diamonds looking like VegasI ball like Durant, rip the rim like the LakersI do this for real other niggas is fakersYeah, niggas better get they mind rightWhen they come to get money, nigga mine rightWhen its time to shine on em, I’mma shine bright… on em my time right[Hook]
