Yeezy Sneakers lyrics

by

Gudda Gudda


[Intro]
Dedication 6
See, normally this where I'd say
"And like that, we gone"
Ahh, ah, this that 6 sh*t
Ah, Dedication 6
But really, we just halfway
Dedication 6, ah, ahh
This that 6 sh*t, ah, Dedication 6
This just part one!
Yah, yah-ahh (Gangsta Griz-ills!)

[Pre-Hook]
You ain't gotta lie to me
But you might have to lie for me
You might have to trap for me
You know I got mouths to feed
You know they got b*tches that'd die to be
The b*tch that'll die for me
Strap doves to her body and fly to me
But you get too high to me (Y'all ready?)

[Hook 1]
And you don't even believe in Yeezus
Why you wearin' Yeezy sneakers?
She ain't never swallowed semen
I don't even believe her speeches
You can't even keep a secret
Why you wear Victoria Secret
You don't even believe in peace
I'm f*ckin' you with both my fingers
[Verse]
Baby I'm out your league, b*tch
You know there's no more me's, b*tch
You need to show more cleavage
V-neck polo tees, b*tch
You need to patch your weave, b*tch
You need to pack your things, b*tch
You on some "I had a dream" sh*t
It's back to reality, b*tch
She don't even roll the weed
All she do is roll her eyes
All she know is social media
We don't even socialize
I feel like North Korea
Even though we oceanside
All I say is "Mama-mia"
She don't even know her moms
All she say is "This your pus*y"
She say that to most of the guys
She don't even know it's dry
I can't even open fire
She don't even close her eyes
She don't even close the blinds
She spit all over the D
I'm sticky like porcupines
She don't even compromise
I still make her c*m three times
I still make her snort some lines
And make her look so surprised
I still her make her recognize
Make her exercise to a sexier size
Then I tell her how to tell better lies
Now her extra guys think she never lie
We got a better bond, we have a better time
She got a wetter pond
I c*m ahead of time, and a second time
And in record time
I'm a New Orleans n*gga, I make a second line
I'm a Megatron
I got her legs up like the Omega sign
And I know she rolling 'cause I checked her tires
Then I checked her eyes, she a little rough around the edges, fine
Like Checkers fries
And the X was mine
She requested five
So I gave her two and told her stretch the high
We had sex 'til nine, ate breakfast tired
Fell asleep eye to eye, thigh on thigh
Then she woke up high, like "Oh my God" and tried to rectify
But if you naked, why?
If you mesmerized be mesmerized
If you scared of love, I'm death-defyin'
Got to make your mind, I'ma make the guap
Got to take your time, I'ma take the shot
I'ma wake the block, I'ma break the lock
Then rape your thot, then shake the spot
I'ma shake your hand when I see you out
I'ma shake my head when you turn around
Cops shake they head when they see your house
We shot it up, but look like we burned it down
Hor-Horror scene, b*tch
Everyday Halloween, b*tch
Kidnap, hide and seek, b*tch
I'm a legend like Socrates, b*tch
I aim at your collard green, b*tch
Bada-boom, bada-bing, b*tch
I'm looking for a solid, clean b*tch
I tell her "Look, honestly, b*tch"
[Pre-Hook]
You ain't gotta lie to me
But you might have to lie for me
You might have to trap for me
You know I got mouths to feed
You know they got b*tches that'll die to be
The b*tch that'd die for me
Stickin' to a n*gga like Siamese
And you just on the side of me

[Hook 2]
And you don't even like Adidas
Why you wearin' Yeezy sneakers?
She ain't never had a threesome
I dont' even believe her speeches
She don't even believe in freedom
But all she giving me is freebies
You don't even believe in peace
I'm f*ckin' her with both my fingers

[Outro]
6 sh*t
To be continued
D6!
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