ft juelz santana august alsina - hell yeah (ft. juelz santana) - august alsina lyrics
[intro]
h-ll yeah… h-ll yeah…
[verse 1]
i’m over the lean, but i think i want some more
all my n-gg-s spending, so bartender pour some more
smokin’ on that hit and quit, b-tches gettin’ naked
don’t they know i hit and quit?
what you tryna do?
you’re looking like some trouble that i wanna get into
your homegirl lookin’ bad as f-ck, so she can get it too
i ain’t apologizing, i ain’t sorry
girl, for touching on your body ’cause i just came here to party
[hook]
if you’ve been up in the spot, and you need another shot
say h-ll yeah… h-ll yeah…
if the chick across the room drop it, drop it like it’s hot
say h-ll yeah… h-ll yeah…
if you party ’til the lights turn on
h-ll yeah…
and the dj’s playing your song
h-ll yeah…
if you ain’t about to stop until somebody call the cops
say h-ll yeah…
[verse 2]
i see bottles on the table, shorty on the molly
with a piercing in her navel, puffing like i’m marley
so now everybody faded, waving at my haters
’cause i see you mean mugging, now they got me saying:
“what you wanna do?”
“instead of causing trouble, n-gg-, here’s what you should do:
go look around and find some hoes that you can get into”
’cause i’m just out here tryna do the same
but i got the tooly on my just in case you want to bang
[hook]
[verse 3: juelz santana]
check me out, check me out – i’m on some conceited sh-t
pocket full of dead presidents, but i ain’t grieving, b-tch
married to the game, that’s forever, i ain’t leavin’ it
i know your man don’t put it down
’cause you look like you need the d-ck
one time for them haters – two times for them fakers
three times for these bad b-tches, we f-ckin’ all of them later
h-ll yeah, gettin’ money’s my m.o.
but i don’t pay for no p-ssy, so i hope you got that memo
i tell ’em “hold on and don’t let go”
and i treat the p-ssy like a rental (swerve)
then i beat the p-ssy instrumental
let’s go, let’s go
[outro]
if you party ’til the lights turn on
h-ll yeah…
and the dj’s playing your song
h-ll yeah…
if you ain’t about to stop until somebody call the cops
say h-ll yeah…
turn up…
h-ll yeah…
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