Paroles de la chanson Ay Ya Ya Ya par Yella Beezy

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Paroles de la chanson Ay Ya Ya Ya par Yella Beezy

That's a hundred points

[Yella Beezy]
Ayy, pull up to the club like: Let's slide
I ain't tryna start a ride with you looking for the vibes
Pretty little mamacita, oh my
Yes, she got a body like
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya

[Yella Beezy]
Como estas, I'ma floss, I'm a boss
If you ain't a bad bitch, kick rocks, get lost

Knock a hater off, what's that cost, what's that cost?
Hey, shake it for me, baby, shake it off, shake it off
Dick up on me baby at the loft, at the loft
Slob up on my knob, baby, cough, baby, cough
I'ma beat that pussy on the couch, on the couch
Stick it in her ???, screamin': "Ouch", yelling: "Ouch"
I can't spend the night, I'm a boss, I'm a boss
When you in my presence then you better make it count
Flexin' like a motherfucker, got a bigger mouth
Passport ready, ready, ready to get stamped
Fucked her on the dresser and we knockin' out the lamp
Don't know 'bout the coffee, tryna get another round

??? Milani, tryna get another pound
If it's up, then it's up, then it's really goin' down

[Yella Beezy]
Ayy, pull up to the club like: Let's slide
I ain't tryna start a ride with you looking for the vibes
Pretty little mamacita, oh my
Yes, she got a body like
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya

[Ty Dolla $ign]
Pretty little mamacita, oh my
Some think that she Puerto Rican, aye aye

I just met her at the Four Seasons, in Hawaii
Off that 1942 tequila, with a lime
Brazilian bikini with a peach, swear to God
Them bottoms get lost in them cheeks, swear to God
My bitch so bad I won't cheat, swear to God
I spent eleven racks on these teeth, gold teeth God
Bring me the watches and the chains and the rings
I just got a pedicure, yeah, from Ming Ling
Yeah, I'm from L.A., like the Dodgers and the Kings
Lakers vs Clippers, yeah on the floor seats
We in a club and we turnt up (Turnt up)
I cut a rod now she burnt out (Burnt out)
I bought Chanel for my new bitch
I spent a hunnid on this Cuban

[Yella Beezy]
Ayy, pull up to the club like: Let's slide
I ain't tryna start a ride with you looking for the vibes
Pretty little mamacita, oh my
Yes, she got a body like
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ay, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya

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