Oh Yeah (feat. Scramn) - Bubba Sparxxx, Mr. Collipark & Ying Yang Twins

J'suis dans ces choses, dans ces trucs j'suis refait (j'suis refait) J'dépense sans compter depuis qu'j'ai eu ma paye Hier tu m'ignorais, aujourd'hui tu m'appelles (tu m'appelles) Ici il fait moche allons ailleurs ma belle Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) En noir et blanc sont mes rues, il m'faut du soleil (ok) À force de rêver d'vacances, je perds le sommeil (ok) C'est ma vie qui a changé, c'est pas moi (c'est pas moi, non) C'est ma vie qui a changé, c'est pas moi (c'est pas moi, non) Dites à ma mère qu'ici tout va bien (tout va bien, yeah) Fais tes valises on va prendre l'air (on va prendre l'air) Être perdant, non merci, je passe la main (je passe la main) De toute façon, ma chérie, j'en ai pas l'air (ok) J'suis dans ces choses, dans ces trucs j'suis refait (j'suis refait) J'dépense sans compter depuis qu'j'ai eu ma paye Hier tu m'ignorais, aujourd'hui tu m'appelles (tu m'appelles) Ici il fait moche allons ailleurs ma belle Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Faut qu'on mette les voiles À quelle heure est notre vol (à quelle heure est notre vol) Sur mode avion est mon phone (mode avion est mon phone) J'ai pas pris d'valises, j'achèterai tout là bas (ok) Joss a déjà géré la location d'l'appart' (de l'appart', ouais) Le soleil brille petit polo Lacoste, polo Lacoste La belle vie, posés sur la côte, sur la côte, ouais sur la côte Pas besoin d'huile bronzante sur ma peau (ok) Non, on prend la pose Pour le selfie sur le capot d'la gov' J'suis dans ces choses, dans ces trucs j'suis refait (j'suis refait) J'dépense sans compter depuis qu'j'ai eu ma paye Hier tu m'ignorais, aujourd'hui tu m'appelles (tu m'appelles) Ici il fait moche allons ailleurs ma belle Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Eh, tout le monde les mains l'air Eh, j'fais comme si c'était ma dernière journée Yeah, je suis né pour briller Eh, je n'ai rien à envier Eh, tout le monde les mains l'air Eh, j'fais comme si c'était ma dernière journée Yeah, je suis né pour briller Eh, je n'ai rien à envier J'suis dans ces choses, dans ces trucs j'suis refait (j'suis refait) J'dépense sans compter depuis qu'j'ai eu ma paye Hier tu m'ignorais, aujourd'hui tu m'appelles (tu m'appelles) Ici il fait moche allons ailleurs ma belle Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Oh yeah (oh yeah) Eh, eh, eh

All I say is for you to keep it real, you should marry me Aww, darling, yeah Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match Diamond on me dancin', got me lookin' like Michael Jackson I don't want you dead, that's that fed talk Most these niggas polices like Matlock Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on my spleen I can't get enough of codeine If you make me stop, you know you owe me Good pussy, good money, good genes I just wanna show you love I'm the one that got you Frank Chesters I don't want the time to be up, yeah I don't want to find new love Like a G4, like a G5, you can fly-y-y You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my Never stop, always go-o-o Send me nudes when I'm on the road Send me nudes when I'm on the road baby Watch 'em before and after the show baby Your body shape just like a coke baby But you already know Yeah, always Oh yeah (yeah) Yea-ea-ea-eah Yea-ea-ea-eah K Bangerz I just went and bought you up your whole damn team (team) Put you in designer, Christian Dior and McQueen (Queen) Selfish 'cause I want you to hold it down with me (me) Hold me down 'til the very end of unity How you feelin'? Know you got a lucky one like me (me) Take you from that dirty, made you who wanna be (yeah) Survival of the fittest, had no choice to become a G (G) It's good to know that you can make it up out them streets You a star babe Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match Diamond on me dancin', got me lookin' like Michael Jackson I don't want you dead, that's that fed talk Most these niggas polices like Matlock Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on my spleen I can't get enough of codeine If you make me stop, you know you owe me Good pussy, good money, good genes I just wanna show you love I'm the one that got you Frank Chesters I don't want the time to be up, yeah I don't want to find new love Like a G4, like a G5, you can fly-y-y You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my Never stop, always go-o-o Send me nudes when I'm on the road Send me nudes when I'm on the road baby Watch 'em before and after the show baby Your body shape just like a coke baby But you already know Yeah, always Oh yeah (yeah) Yea-ea-ea-eah Yea-ea-ea-eah K Bangerz Oh yeah Oh yeah Yeah, eh, eh, eh, yeah Yeah, eh, eh eh, yeah (K Bangerz) Yeah

Maybe I was blind known you forever While I tried to find someone that Could be my great love Right in front of me I didn't realise You were my dream So you took me by surprise Oh yeah Even in my wildest dreams I didn't think we were destined to be And now you're laying next to me Everything feels like, oh yeah Wanna give you every part of me I can't believe this is reality And now you're laying next to me Everything feels like, oh yeah (Ooh, ooh) I'm just curious When did you know you had feelings for Me? Maybe somehow we've always known that We have chemistry But always chasing after someone else So this took me by surprise Oh yeah Even in my wildest dreams I didn't think we were destined to be And now you're laying next to me Everything feels like, oh yeah Wanna give you every part of me I can't believe this is reality And now you're laying next to me Everything feels like, oh yeah (Ooh), ooh-ah (Ooh), ah yeah (Ooh), ah yeah, yeah (Ooh) Even in my wildest dreams Even in my wildest dreams Oh yeah Even in my wildest dreams I didn't think we were destined to be And now you're laying next to me Everything feels like, oh yeah Wanna give you every part of me I can't believe this is reality And now you're laying next to me Everything feels like, oh yeah (Ooh), ooh (Ooh), eh-yeah

(Bubba Sparxxx) Here it comes again (Timbaland) Come on, come on (Bubba Sparxxx) Here it comes again (Timbaland) Come on, come on (Bubba Sparxxx) Don't I look extra slick in this Nautica? Just think, it was you that she bought it for Now you lookin through receipts tryin to audit her? Man that shit ain't really happen, I thought it up, call her up Cuss that little groupie out anyhow (uhh) I coulda done it shit I'm fuckin with Timmy now (uhh) If I had her it just woulda been in and out (uhh) Back in that Escalade, we spinnin out, women shout Bubba brought some shit and we noticed it Got them hoes stuck listenin motionless Please don't think of me as a chauvinist But I am on fire and I'm knowin this, blowin this Whole landscape to fragments And yeah you heard right I'm in Athens Can't hardly keep up with these fashions That's why forever Ralph Lauren's my passion, ask him (Bubba Sparxxx) Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) I betcha everything'll turn out lovely (lovely) Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) I'ma be a-ight just trust me (trust me) (Bubba Sparxxx) Fuck weak cash, I get mine on the slow roll Beat Club eleven thou' is the logo I ain't too far removed from the hobos Tryin to help 'em so I gotta get more dough, oh no! Bubba K done got in the zone boy That's Timmy's Bentley dawg get your own toy And as far as ladies go J lockin that Now that that's clear, where the vodka at? Bring it back I'll be takin drunkard to Stonewall Tell Jed hold my phone calls He say he wanna run but he gon' crawl You heard "Get Right" I done told y'all, don't stall Let's keep this thang movin okay bud? {Man Bubba ain't snappy} Now say what? I can see why they gon' hate us Cause we all up in they grill like breakers (Bubba Sparxxx) Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) I betcha everything'll turn out lovely (lovely) Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) I'ma be a-ight just trust me (trust me) (Bubba Sparxxx) Boy you ain't blowin nuttin but hot air All on the charts, how you got there? Then again, ain't no secret it's not fair But Bubba got 'em single the top scared, stop there Met this little Betty through Demon Jones And she love to slurp it up 'til the semen's gone She must like the taste, she won't leave me 'lone That might sound sick but to each your own, freak it on All types of kinky lil' fetishes All stimulants and all sedatives Got interracial sense but I'm devilish And Betty when I aim I never miss, tell 'em this Bubba don't run with no lame ducks Think he got a big dick but he can't fuck That's why when you call us you hang up And I just shot a load on that same slut (Bubba Sparxxx) Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) I betcha everything'll turn out lovely (lovely) Just gimme a minute (gimme a minute) I'ma be a-ight just trust me (trust me) (Timbaland) Gimme a minute. gimme a minute. gimme a minute. trust me Gimme a minute. gimme a minute. lovely Gimme a minute. gimme a minute. I'm in this

Heat it up when this shit drop {*2X*} Bubba Sparxxx, Collipark () Heat it up when this shit drop In them big spots Where the players let them bottles pop See the steam on her back when her hips pop She get it real hot, so heat it up girl Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there {*4X*} (1) What it is, how are things My phone was on silent for a minute now it rings If you too cool, then I'm too cool Let's not boo-who, let's just do what we do Movin on, new song, new loan Sometimes you can move right and still do wrong Aint nothin' fancy, just line up and run it By the time you've finished talkin' bout it, I'll be done done it Collipark, Bubba Sparxxx Do the Ying-Yang thang or anythang, I'm just a star Ms. New Booty, thank you ma'am Bottom broad brought me back, dawg this money changing hands A lot this way, a little thattaway Earn Sunday through Friday, spend on Saturday Yeah that's the play, get it up and keep it up there Heat it up slow, let him quickly beat it up, Yeah () (2) What it is, tell me the good news I got a tool in my draws that you should use Give that thang a good bruise, beat it on up Girl you've been misused, heat it on up I'm gone show you, what it was made for Actin' like you scared and unprepared, but you ain't though Grab your ankles, yeah that's the angle I'm gone make a stank hoe of daddy's little angel I'm at the condo, with General Patton Losers make excuses, winners make it happen We can pull the rides out, give you somethin to cry about Give you somethin to lie about, inspiration while you pout We can pull the broads out, in a straight line Yours ain't fine fuck it, here, take mines Dude you way behind, get on Bubba K. time I'm lightyears ahead, have a light beer instead, yeah () - 2X