Lyrics:
yeah
And I'm chilling sipping yack (Yack)
Blowing hookah smoke (Smoke)
Got y'all niggas tripping from the crazy shit I spoke
And yo I'm chilling sipping
house
I'm gonna yackety-yack yack yack all night long
Well I'm gonna yackety-yack yack yack all night long
I'm gonna tell all the neighbours that you've
que no hay otra banda que se compare con los yacks
Les vamos a contar lo que estamos haciendo
No es que no hayamos estado componiendo
La verdad es que
of us stop this talk? Neither can!
Tick-tock, yackety-yack
Tick-tock, yackety-yack
Yackety-yackety-yackety-yackety
Tick-tock, yackety-yack
Tick-tock,
chronic, we got that yack yack for you
We got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for you
We got that chronic chronic, we got that yack yack for
I was in the back yack'n
Hol' my hair back pass a napkin
I was on the Henny I was on the Goose
Fell down now I'm all bruised
I was in the back yack
And my dog don't talk back
Too much bla, bla, bla
Too much yack, yack, yack
Nick nack paddy wack
Givin' me a heart attack
My dog don't, my dog don't, my
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
Ah, let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey, hush
Now baby, come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
I say come in
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush.
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush.
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
Ah, let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey, hush
Now baby, come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
I say come in
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
come on and kiss me-e-e-e-e-e
Honey Honey Honey Honey Honey
Honey-shild's takin' over this place
hack hack hack hack this heavenly
yack yack yack
Ah let 'em roll like a big wheel
In a Georgia cotton field
Honey hush
Come in this house, stop all that yackety yack
Come in this house, stop
Hunter S. Thompson
Gimme that adrenaline, son (yack!)
I drink lonely rum
‘Cause it gonna need another one (gonna need another one)
Hunter S. Thompson
ставь мобилу. Запоминай!
Скидывай fake friends на пол, как пепел. Yack, yack, yack!
Пусть сияют на шее от них их раны, как цепи. Yack, yack, yack
got the yack & the weed
You know me, manna rarse it
She’s so fleek, real bad b
Lord knows I’m clarting
Come check me, got the yack and the weed
You know
don't you stall
Just start from the beginning
I want to hear it all...
I want that yick yack, chit chat, real jibber jabber
'Cause when you're running
Watch ya back in these streets these niggas switching sides
All gas no brakes my weed a different price
Get some yack in my system need that Pure
a quarter
They turning life into lies
To produce a slaughter
NEW WORLD ORDER
Is this a disorder
Obviously not
Are you a reporter
Ima keep watch
Yack On my
really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me
the Yack
Yea
I gotta get to the bag
Get to the money
I'm counting this cash
Blue Benjamin's when she shaking that ass
I'm in this beam
So you know I might
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