Hell Yeah Lyrics - Singles - L.g. Wise

Sexy chica that'll pop the cris 

while they watchin' you lick your lips 

And you can puff the lye and you can pimp and ride 

and you can thug until the day you die 

Now you can smoke the blunts, tote the gats 

And be the phatest one with the Lex 

Homeboy you can pop the X, you can try sex 

With the set tatted on your neck 

You can be the H to the Izzo, V to the Izza 

Really don't matter what y'all jiggas sizzay 

You can live it up but you still gonna pizzay 

Where you gonna run on Judgment dizay 

Chorus 

Hell yeah 

You can go to Hell yeah 

If you don't change, change, change, change, change 

uh hua, chang, change, change, change, change 

(repeat) 

You can be like Pastor Troy and them New Orleans boys 

Everyone flossin' up in the toys 

Candy coated chevy comin with the noise 

Everybody grinnin ''cause its shiney boys 

Everytime I turn around I see a jitter bug 

Now the jitter bug wanna be a thug 

Momma and Daddy and them ain't show no love 

If you don't switch it up I'm gonna tell you what 

50 years old still up in the club 

Pay to see the young girls shake their butt 

Don't need another drink, look at your gut 

Need to go home, old nasty butt 

I'm gonna tell you what, switch it up 

Chorus 

I represent Carolina and the M-I-A 

Ft. Lauderdale and by the way, all my homies that's in the Bay 

5-0-3 what can you say 

Atlanta, GA, can't forget VA, NYC and the USA, USA, USA 

Everybody in the USA 

Chorus