More songs by MARCO PLUS
Description
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Ernest "Ness" Butler
Producer: beatsbynyce
Producer: Grandmaster Vic
Producer: Towmmy Beats
Composer, Lyricist: Demarcus Pollard
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hell yeah.
Hell yeah.
Hell yeah.
Hell yeah.
I heard lil' shawty keep the racks. Hell yeah.
I heard lil' shawty keep the sack. Hell yeah. I heard lil' shawty keep the strap.
Hell yeah.
Hell yeah, yeah. Hell yeah, yeah. I heard lil' shawty keep it P. Hell yeah.
I heard lil' shawty keep it G.
Hell yeah. I heard lil' shawty keep it street. Hell yeah. Hell yeah.
Hell yeah.
Ayy, dollars on my mind all month.
I don't really count that shit, but count on up.
Ayy, niggas talk crazy, but I don't give a fuck.
-Forty, five that, I send 'em up.
-Uh, yeah, yeah.
Ayy, fuck nigga, uh, ayy. Fuck nigga salty I made it, my nigga.
Pussy boy, stop all that hating, my nigga. I got the shit strapped to pay you, my nigga.
I was dodging the hell out of Satan, my nigga. I been so high, I been blazing, my nigga.
Riding with the fire with the laser, my nigga, no cap.
Ayy, try to come fuck with a player, it's realer on this side.
It's really triller on this side. It's real gorillas on this side.
These niggas like to portray that they gangsta, but it's really killers on this side.
It's really drillers on this side. Pussy boy, you better. . .
Ayy, ayy. Please don't mistake me for shawty, uh.
Strapped with a Drac' and a. 40. It's time to eat, nigga, I'll take a plate if I want it.
Run up on me, I'ma make it a moment. I keep me some steel, it's my favorite component. I'm ready.
He stick his neck out, he gon' get beheaded. Somebody tell the opponents it's deadly.
Ride with all that shit. ARP matched all black fit.
I just gotta make one call, -that's it. -Hell yeah.
I'm a young coach, I call that blitz, uh, blitz, uh, blitz.
-Hell yeah. -I'm a young coach, I call that blitz.
I just gotta make one call, that's it. Uh, wait, yeah.
I heard lil' shawty keep the racks. Hell yeah.
I heard lil' shawty keep the sack. Hell yeah. I heard lil' shawty keep the strap.
Hell yeah.
Hell yeah, yeah. Hell yeah, yeah. I heard lil' shawty keep it P. Hell yeah.
I heard lil' shawty keep it G. Hell yeah.
I heard lil' shawty keep it street. Hell yeah.
Hell yeah.
Hell yeah. Ayy, dollars on my mind all month.
I don't really count that shit, but count on up.
Ayy, niggas talk crazy, but I don't give a fuck.
Forty, five that, I send 'em up.