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- Yung Joc f/ Diddy - Hell Yeah Lyrics
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- {*ad libs for the first 28 seconds as a machine counts money*}
- [Chorus: Yung Joc]
- Shorty what the mood is, stacks on deck (hell yeah)
- Is that your life savings hangin 'round your neck (hell yeah)
- You put some shoes on that old school 'llac (hell yeah)
- Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath (hell yeah)
- Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)
- Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)
- Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)
- Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha
- [Yung Joc]
- Ay look, ay, Yung J-O-C now
- E'rybody, know me, better believe I'm O.G.
- Back back, gimme fo' feet, fo' the iron leave you with a slow leak
- Slow creep through yo' neighborhood, black SS with the gator and the wood
- 350 big block under my hood, crack my window - smell that good
- Wipe it down - I wish you would, bite my style - you wish you could
- On my town - I rep my hood, 'til they lay me down - it's understood
- Oh yes I ride for my homies, I die for my homies
- I lost a couple loved, yeah I cry for my homies
- Big guap' on deck, crack rocks on my neck
- Patron shots up next, make it rain, leave 'em wet
- What I got ay you can get it pimp, tell me what's the bid'ness pimp
- Crush the cake then make it flip, then be shoppin on the Imp
- If you think I'm lyin then my name ain't Joc
- The hustle gotta hollerate cause I ain't gon' stop
- Yeah I play my cards well but this ain't poker, I ain't bluffin
- And if you thug it like I thug it then I got one question
- [Chorus]
- [Yung Joc]
- Oh yeah my swagger kill 'em, call me Belligi{?} Williams
- Don't let the smooth taste fool ya, J so sick need penicillin
- I love the streets boi, I fuck with D boy
- Whole lot of money off in these streets so pull up a seat let's eat boy
- Haters gon' have plenty to say, long as pennies off in my safe
- So don't make me retaliate, AK spray every kinda which-a-way (BRRRRAP~!)
- I do shit you never seen befo', all my clothes next season hoe
- All my whips the cleanest yo, if you ain't gon' ball what you breathin fo'
- From hood to hood my name good, Cartier lens, frame wood
- Your bitch a 10, the brains good (I love this song) I knew you would
- Real recognize real, dawg that's just how I feel
- I got nuttin but love to give, on everything that's how I live
- [Chorus]
- [Diddy]
- Aiyyo Joc, lemme get some of this man!
- C'mon check this out
- Okay I live it, I done it, oh yeah that's Hustlenomic$
- The ice, the clothes, leave hoes astonished
- I know, you see it, think twice to believe it
- Dope boy, magic, got my pinky gleaming
- Give you the shoes off my feet, shirt off my back
- The blueprint to these streets, show you how to make that paper stack
- C'mon (hell yeah) I'm there for real (hell yeah) I'm super chill
- (Hell yeah) If you need a tip I'm right here (LET'S GO~!)
- [Chorus]
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