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yatta - lookin lyrics

{intro}
corkolandkray
aye

{hook: yatta}
i can see you lookin witcha lookin -ss (gang)
i can see you lookin witcha lookin -ss (gang)
same weave in all month, b-tches doin bad
same kicks on all week, boy you doin bad
b-tch, go get a bag (x3)
lul n-gg- go get a bag (x3)

{verse 1: ke}
i can see you lookin witcha lookin -ss
same kicks on all week b-tch you doin bad
eyelashes fallin off b-tch you lookin bad
lil n-gg- keep lookin, lay em on his -ss
ay, b-tch go get a bag ay
n-gg- go get a bag ay, ay, ay
b-tch wanna be my fiance
lil b-tch gotta look like beyonce
keep peekin put 30 in his hyuandai ay
then hit a hunnid on the highway ay
n-gg- swervin gettin sideways
gang, gang, gang, gang

{verse 2: project poppa}
(who that, who that, who that is?)
(boy thats project poppa)
ke? you see him lookin wit his lookin -ss?
we dont do stocks, 30s on the straps
bullets through the windshield, brains in the back
black jeans, black timbs, wit a black mask
chrome mac will turn a b-tch n-gg- life black
shouldnta been lookin witcha m-th-f-ckin lookin -ss
n-gg- you broke, whole stomach touch ya whole back
my cousin he a chef whippin pies in that big trap
he a snitch? fix it up wit a mouse trap
big guns, bullets at the fully ain’t no gettin back
ay, before i strip him for that gold chain
empty ya pockets and ya socks
we need the whole thang

{verse 3: lil kayla}
ima sick young b-tch up at the 4-1 fever
dressed to impress
bound to make a n-gg- leave em
let him know, first hand
lil n-gg- ion need ya
designer shades on
lil n-gg- i can’t see ya
im hot now so you know n-gg-s all on me
lookin witcha lookin -ss
n-gg- you dont know me
needa lesson how to keep em
then maybe i can teach ya
cause ya main n-gg- on me
tryna bless me like a preacher (gang)

{verse 4: lil yase}
g-g-gang
bl-bl-blue strips
gang, free gates i need blue strips
get the p’s thats a new trip
and im not with that loose lips ( a n-gg- not wit it)
du b-tch can eat two d-ck {?}
and this 40 gotta cool kick
in the trap wit a cool wrist
magic johnson watch it do tricks
met thru b-tch at ruth chris {?}
lil b-tch on some fluke sh-t
but im not with that cool sh-t
b-tch breath on sum juu sh-t

- yatta lyrics

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