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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Artist:Terror Squad  Album:True Story 

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[Remy Martin] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Check it [Verse One: Remy Martin] You see the girl get it popping like no other Now they call me Streets cause I, be on the block and I'm so gutter My flow a butter; see Rem got a whole lot of game But none of y'all lame dudes going to fuck her I'm on some chill shit But if you fronting then I will flip I'll give it to a little chick real quick Oh you a real bitch? You ain't a bit real You got little tits and your face looks like Emmitt Till First I'm a get it hot, then I'm a get a deal My budget none stop, mine paying 10 mills And when I'm not in the hood, I'm rocking the hood Smoke Vanilla dutches and stuff on Holly-a-wood And if I, pollyin the dick it's got to be good I tell him I could change his life just like the lottery could And now I got him good, he believes me and he should Some dudes won't go down but a lot of them would I know this nigga name, Eat-it-out, he like to eat it out I just cooked in the crib and he still want to eat it out (Damn!) Oh God its Remy Martin In a hot pink Porsche with the purple carpets Nigga! [Hook: Remy Martin] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah [Remy] Oh God! [Verse Two: Fat Joe] Hot enough swinging Crack, who could believe he's in the


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