Yeah B*tch Lyrics by KayyKilo X DaBaby is latest English song with music also given by DJ K.i.D. Yeah B*tch song lyrics are written by DaBaby & KayyKilo.
Yeah B*tch Song Detail
| Song Name: | Yeah B*tch |
| Singer: | KayyKilo, DaBaby |
| Composer: | DJ K.i.D |
| Lyrics by: | DaBaby, KayyKilo |
Yeah B*tch Lyrics
Let’s go (bi^^h)
Wait a minute, who are you? (ayye! Yo, k.I.D)
Bi^^h, I am a dawg, that’s how I talk (grr)
My bi^^h, she like when I be cussin’, yeahh bi^^h (doo, doo)
She like how I be f^^king
I put her forehead on my forehead
Tell lil’ bi^^h, this pu^^y mine, ain’t no discussion
She like, yeahh that’s what she like when she be nuttin’
She back too back, that’s how I act when it be up there
Your broke- a^s baby daddy ain’t got no car
Ain’t even got bus fare
You need my driver come & pick you up?
She be like, f^^k yeahh
That’s where my brother’nem keep all the drugs
So we can’t f^^k there
You put your hands on me, ain’t got no gun?
You might as well play dead
How the f^^k them other hoes leave you alone?
That’s what my bae said
Just cashed out on the crib, top of the year
I’ma get that drop ..
I like my bi^^hes crazy, crack a smile
You better drop dead
You ain’t gotta join no gang when you got stain
That’s what my pops said
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, that’s what my glock said
I ain’t playing with none of these ni^^as, ni^^a, try me (mmm)
Damn, baby, what that is? That’s a body
My s^^t go fast, when I pull off, you can hear, ricky bobby
Keep on hating, I’ma end up stayin’ at your crib
And I make a pu^^y ni^^a bleed, they gone end up saying he on his period
Bi^^h, I am a dawg, that’s how I talk (grr)
My bi^^h, she like when I be cussin’, yeah! Bi^^h (doo, doo)
She like how I be f^^king
I put her forehead on my forehead
Tell lil’ bi^^h, this pu^^y mine, ain’t no discussion
She like, yeahh that’s what she like when she be nuttin’
Mmm, yeahh kilo
I hit decline up on a ni^^a
I don’t let them waste my time (nope)
Asking all these stupid questions (what?)
Who it’s for? This pu^^y mine (this pu^^y mine, ho)
I been a 10, these ni^^as know it
Don’t pillow talk, don’t drop a dime
Play, you lay, that’s word to stunna (uhh, uhh-uhh, uhh)
Yeah! I am a ten but it’s a 9
Double gs ‘cuz I am gucci
I set it off like I am boosie (let’s go)
I like a ni^^a who nasty (on gang)
And slide too me like he toosie
I throw it back on a ni^^a (woahh)
My pu^^y smack on a ni^^a (yeahh)
He like, mm, and I am like, yeahh
I make it clap on a ni^^a (come here)
And that’s a fact (ooh)
I took a lotta ls, now I want ms ‘cuz I am a mac
(‘cuz I am a mac)
If it’s big and long & standin’ tall
I call it shaq (I call it shaq)
I make him wrap his d^^k up like
He spittin’ on the track (okay)
Don’t go giving me no babies
‘cuz I am quick to throw them back (okay)
Yeah! I like it rough, ni^^a (ooh)
You got your forehead on my forehead
‘cuz you stuck, ni^^a (‘cuz you stuck, ni^^a)
Sometimes I suck it for an hour
Ain’t no rush, ni^^a (what’s the rush, ni^^a?)
He give me brain until his face just like a slush
Ni^^a (yeahh nut, ni^^a)
‘cuz it’s kayykilo, a kilo (yeahh)
Don’t rush the line like a free throw (lil’ bi^^h)
I got them popping they pu^^y
And bending over too me, ho (woah too me, ho)
I take a trip to the bank (that bank)
He with some bi^^h, now she blank (she blank)
Just dropped a bag on your head (woahh woahh)
Could give a f^^k what you think
Pu^^y ni^^a, let’s get it
Bi^^h, I am a dawg, that’s how I talk (grr)
My bi^^h, she like when I be cussin’
Yeahh bi^^h (doo, doo)
She like how I be f^^king (yeahh)
I put her forehead on my forehead
Tell lil’ bi^^h, this pu^^y mine,
Ain’t no discussion (mmmm)
She like, yeahh
That’s what she like when she be nuttin’