CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Yikes (Remix)
Don't ever f**kin' play with me
Y'all n***as know, y'all b*t*hes know I'm the f**king queen
You ho b*t*hes know, you dirty bum b*t*hes know (grrr)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Got the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up
I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up
Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck (tow)
All that talkin' out your neck, might just get your throat cut
This a Mack truck, not a black truck
When we move, tell 'em, "Back up, " click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up
All you b*t*hes Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you b*t*hes ain't livin' righta
Ayo these n***as better
Know tho I eat n***as
Chew slow doe
I’m Jefferey duhmer
And you looking like lunch to me
You think cause I’m Game
You won’t meet your day
Me and my sis Sleeze
Bow down to the Queen
Or me and Roman
Gonna chin check ya
You ugly you bummy
And you sc*mmy
U won’t a problem
Man you gon get it
I heard these b*t*h n***as was talkin sh*t
Swear these b*t*h ass n***as they can
Suck my d**k gargle it baby
Go ahead and bite the tip swallow it
Babe (Clyde Moaning) If you can't b*t*h
Gargle it
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you b*t*hes ain't livin' right (ooh)
Bag talk, but ain't got no mouth for money
Bag talk, hmm
It's quiet, ain't no back talk (grrr)
Quiet, ain't no back talk
Y'all n***as know, y'all b*t*hes know I'm the f**king queen
You ho b*t*hes know, you dirty bum b*t*hes know (grrr)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Got the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up
I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up
Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck (tow)
All that talkin' out your neck, might just get your throat cut
This a Mack truck, not a black truck
When we move, tell 'em, "Back up, " click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up
All you b*t*hes Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you b*t*hes ain't livin' righta
Ayo these n***as better
Know tho I eat n***as
Chew slow doe
I’m Jefferey duhmer
And you looking like lunch to me
You think cause I’m Game
You won’t meet your day
Me and my sis Sleeze
Bow down to the Queen
Or me and Roman
Gonna chin check ya
You ugly you bummy
And you sc*mmy
U won’t a problem
Man you gon get it
I heard these b*t*h n***as was talkin sh*t
Swear these b*t*h ass n***as they can
Suck my d**k gargle it baby
Go ahead and bite the tip swallow it
Babe (Clyde Moaning) If you can't b*t*h
Gargle it
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you b*t*hes ain't livin' right (ooh)
Bag talk, but ain't got no mouth for money
Bag talk, hmm
It's quiet, ain't no back talk (grrr)
Quiet, ain't no back talk
