Текст и слова песни Sole – Iy yi yi
[Intro - Sole']
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sole', never saw me comin', uh
My brigade, some bad bitches
1 - [Sole' & Bobbi]
If ya get doped with bezels
Your neck, wrist and fixed clothes
You spit flows, your click roll
And ride with Lorenzo's, say
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi (woo!)
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi
[Sole']
Ugh, got these niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, I'm about to roar
Spittin' at the sad nigga with the cup of Dom, wha
These mothafuckas can't see me
You mothafuckas can't be me
These mothafuckas can't read me
You mothafuckas, you need me
Followin' with that Who Dat, it's true dat
Rip shit like a true bitch, you knew that
Call to my girls, we gon' do that
Any bitch that's havin' a clue that
9-9, time to shine, comin' with the fine rhymes
Line, line, hang it up, here comes
Mine's mine
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
[Miss Toi]
Wanna get paper due
Chicks mistake the doo when I sway through
Any nigga in the place gon' hate, so I make mom and pop and diamond case
So I be mucho Luciano, true low
You know B-O be in Montigo Bay sunbathin' topless, out in the tropics
Eatin' good, what's for lunch?
Crab licked, and lobsters
Runnin' with many cats, Sole' (probably blazed out)
Get that cheddar, nothin' better
Y'all keep talkin', yeah whatever
Keep yappin', we gon' continue to make this party happen
[Bobbi]
I'm fittin' to cake now
Check it out, break down
All ya dogs, startin' to act fake now
First album dropped, but ya ain't nuttin'
Bar slangin' for the take-down
Oh, you wanna hate now?
Shut me down? Fuck y'all clowns
At y'all now, bust em down
Sole' evil, Bobbi Boss platinum bound
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
[Miss Toi]
You irritating hoes don't stress me
And try to cop a fit, listen to my shit
And trick split when you show these suckas you ain't havin' it
Max to this, quit your dis, this a new chick, you familiar with
It's frequently comin' from this sis Miss Bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sole', never saw me comin', uh
My brigade, some bad bitches
1 - [Sole' & Bobbi]
If ya get doped with bezels
Your neck, wrist and fixed clothes
You spit flows, your click roll
And ride with Lorenzo's, say
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi (woo!)
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi
[Sole']
Ugh, got these niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, I'm about to roar
Spittin' at the sad nigga with the cup of Dom, wha
These mothafuckas can't see me
You mothafuckas can't be me
These mothafuckas can't read me
You mothafuckas, you need me
Followin' with that Who Dat, it's true dat
Rip shit like a true bitch, you knew that
Call to my girls, we gon' do that
Any bitch that's havin' a clue that
9-9, time to shine, comin' with the fine rhymes
Line, line, hang it up, here comes
Mine's mine
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
[Miss Toi]
Wanna get paper due
Chicks mistake the doo when I sway through
Any nigga in the place gon' hate, so I make mom and pop and diamond case
So I be mucho Luciano, true low
You know B-O be in Montigo Bay sunbathin' topless, out in the tropics
Eatin' good, what's for lunch?
Crab licked, and lobsters
Runnin' with many cats, Sole' (probably blazed out)
Get that cheddar, nothin' better
Y'all keep talkin', yeah whatever
Keep yappin', we gon' continue to make this party happen
[Bobbi]
I'm fittin' to cake now
Check it out, break down
All ya dogs, startin' to act fake now
First album dropped, but ya ain't nuttin'
Bar slangin' for the take-down
Oh, you wanna hate now?
Shut me down? Fuck y'all clowns
At y'all now, bust em down
Sole' evil, Bobbi Boss platinum bound
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
[Miss Toi]
You irritating hoes don't stress me
And try to cop a fit, listen to my shit
And trick split when you show these suckas you ain't havin' it
Max to this, quit your dis, this a new chick, you familiar with
It's frequently comin' from this sis Miss Bitch
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