Yay Yay

Album: Oxymoron (2013)
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  • Had pistols in my hands, had pockets full of Ox
    Whole life I been a G, had bitches on the block
    Had strippers on the pole, had cocaine in the pot
    Got fiends at the do' so I turned that to a rock
    That yay yay
    That yay yay

    I'm a drug dealin' nigga, cause them grades ain't get me paid
    My agenda for today is to make bread or get laid
    See my daughter need some shoes and my mom work overtime
    So I'm standin' by that stop sign with nickels and them dimes
    Keep that work, got that Oxy, need that kilo, call that papi
    Know my steelo, shrimp with sake, sold that hero'n, look like toffee
    Keep my nina, just might off him, no them boys on Figg don't play
    Most my life on 51st, went to school on 52nd
    Used to fight on 49th, Grandma said be home by night
    But her old ass sixty something, so three hours late aiight
    Still I love her, R.I.P., when she died, I took her place
    And became a fucking G, moved my crack across the street

    Figg get it, get it yeah
    Drug dealin' nigga
    Yawk yawk yawk

    Had pistols in my hands, had pockets full of Ox
    Whole life I been a G, had bitches on the block
    Had strippers on the pole, had cocaine in the pot
    Got fiends at the do' so I turned that to a rock
    That yay yay
    That yay yay

    I'm a drug dealin' nigga, roll my cyc' on Hoover's street
    Just a year after Pac died we all bump Suga Free
    Didn't know what he was sayin' til them years done jumped to three
    Learned the game, slangin' hoes and every car door need a key
    Charge them smokers day through night, sellin' pies who need a slice
    Life is craps so shoot the dice, get the cheese but cut the mice
    Enemies be left to right, we don't call our shit the trap
    Bitch we call our shit the set, unless we OD with Reynold's Wrap
    After crack it's Oxy next, but thank God the yay was yay
    Off the yee like it's the bay, rock a chain I'm Kunta K
    Out in Texas what's the word, keep them packs and that's for sure
    Slang to him and slang to her, ask a fiend they will concur

    Figg get it, get it yeah
    Drug dealin' nigga
    Yawk yawk yawk

    Had pistols in my hands, had pockets full of Ox
    Whole life I been a G, had bitches on the block
    Had strippers on the pole, had cocaine in the pot
    Got fiends at the do' so I turned that to a rock
    That yay yay
    That yay yay Writer/s: BRETT KRUGER, MATTHEW SAMUELS, QUINCEY HANLEY, ZALE EPSTEIN
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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