Lloyd Banks - Yeah Yeah lyrics

[Verse 1: Bow Wow] My weed's so potent, can smell when I'm smokin' And you can tell it's five mother f**er cause I'm tokin' His bare whisper, yeah you heard what I said Talk sh** and get your sh** bust like f**ing crab legs Ha, so scram hater you can beat it the club post it up Hoes showing me their cleavage it's the prince but it's rap sh** You know what he do, it ain't nothin', to get you touched, you and your man too I rap Ohio, you know that I'm a buck-eye These n***a's hatin' cause my pockets swoll' like black eyes And can't nobody see him, now watch bow take 'em to the cleaners Ya know, hey! [Chorus: Bow Wow] Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea But I don't give a f** n***a' I don't give a f** n***a'! Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea sh** but I don't give a f** n***a' Nah I don't give a f** n***a'! [Verse 2: Bow Wow] Yeeea! Label me the nicest and real rich n***a's don't ask about prices I'll be here, diamonds in that big face brightlin' Drivin' in Ferrari's before I even had a license, yea I'm in a whole other league n***a' Switched teams now repre'seein' beem n***a' f** your weed man, you smoking dirt weed n***a' I'm so high I feel like I smoked a whole tree n***a' And they still tryin' to count me out Let's see who laughin' when we open up these bank accounts And can't nobody do it better, I'm too clever and way fresher Yea know! [Chorus: Bow Wow and (Lloyd Banks)] Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea But I don't give a f** n***a' (Nah) I don't give a f** n***a'! (Uh) Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big (Yea) Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea sh** but I don't give a f** n***a' (Bow what's up n***a' I see you) Nah I don't give a f** n***a'! [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Uh! Super dooper fly as I'm stupid coupin' by Wrap this mother f**in' beat up in a knot, Gucci tie Cush habit droopy eye, gotta make a movie high These lil' n***a's what their tear drops, gotta' keep the uzi by Cush a Louis livin', poppin' tags and groupie flippin' Shawty want a new beginning, not that bullsh** you be kicking Off the map with all my haters, try to find me you'll be missin' You'll be drippin', I'll be tripping, money overrules the system Hella' frozed up, neck lightin' the first seven rows up Polo and Louis posed up, your new love's my old s*ut I'ma need a whole truck of bottles we don't hold cups O.G we be smoking and your girls the ones we pokin' uh! [Chorus: Bow Wow] Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea But I don't give a f** n***a' I don't give a f** n***a'! Yeah, yeah and we're smoking real big Hater's mad cause their girls on our dick yea sh** but I don't give a f** n***a' Nah I don't give a f** n***a'!