Ycee - As E Dey Go lyrics

Published

0 913 0

Ycee - As E Dey Go lyrics

Yo' swag It's corleone And you know as e dey go, trap house entertainment baby! I'm from the 775 n***a, westside...... and you know as e dey go Look Chorus; It's money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go I hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look And she know as e dey go You better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go I for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go Verse 1 (Payper) ; Heavy liquor team sippin on johnny walker we wasted by the bay/ And beside me a lady that think she's yemi alade/ If we don't link up tonight, then we're connecting by the day/ Baby pardon my manners i'm off the henny by the way/ They expect me to stumble but my hunger grew/ I just hope you've got my chicken ready when i come for you/ Talking aristos me and my cats brought a few/ never comfortable/ So i'm walking around with the burner too/ I'm on some other cruise got a minute to go (O lord) I bet them n***as goin try to mimick the flow/ I was out there on the west scheming tryna get with the dough/ When the country's in a recession, it's hard to get it you knowww/ (Talk to 'em) But still my mind is on the mula/ I line them all up like my nine is on a ruler/ My moms looked at me like designer's gonna suit ya/ I smiled back and left and bought mama some medussa/ Chorus; It's money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go I hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look And she know as e dey go You better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go I for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go Verse2 ; Ycee See i collect the money go, and imma bring it back one time/ Who want try to breach the contract baba God don sign/ Gold thing pon the wrist but it don't even tell time/ On the road to riches all you see is stop signs/ (hol it) I tell the DJ palying bring it back/ Your girl a swimmer diving in my lap bruh/ I shut her down like she was a laptop/ Make her see stars like she typing in a pa**word/ And you know as e dey go/ Your shorty digging me and i know that she a hoe/ Gold medal for the jaw yeah i know that she a pro/ Everybody dropping banger, but no be everyone go blow/ You ain't got a back to back don't call me homie/ oouu oouu Single n***a you can never call me lonely/ oouu oouu Cheer leader you can never call me homie yeah i'm with my n***a vito but shoutout to corleone/ Chorus; It's money all on my mind and you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go I hit the chick from behind and she know as e dey go, look And she know as e dey go You better get on your grind boy you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go I for like reason your matter but you know as e dey go, look And you know as e dey go