WMN Paco - Hell Yeah (feat. T>vin!)

Hello, Hello, Hello
Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah

Remember them days from way back
Now I got them stacks
Ain't no way imma look back
Hell yeah, I'm making it back
Yo shit dead, got a toe tag
That's so sad, so sad, so sad
They love to hate me cause I'm so rad, so rad, so rad
I stick to the code like a soldat, soldat, soldat
WMN, that's my tag (tag)
(Rockstar life)
Rockstar life gon' relapse
You know that I got yo girl with me, she sitting on my lap (lap)

I'm doing them kush ups
Marilyn Manson, I won't give a fuck about nun if I get in a hiccup (marilyn manson)
Every damn day in the studio, I don't want hear about none if we ain't gettin' richer (bah, boom)
Reality hits like a brick when it hits ya (woah)
You actin' so weird, Imma call you a richard (woah)
Dopamine never gon' stop till we cop a crib with the big pillars (woah)
You know we the main episode, we ain't got time for no fillers (woah)
Five, four, three, two, one, let's go
You know what the deal is

Yeah, paco sent this through, I said I'm on it
We know that you faking, we know this yo place, so nigga you might as well own it
I feel like The Rock, I'm telling you play ya role, you little jabroni
We know you a ham, cause I heard that shit that you talking is straight balogna
Nigga, we been the goats we don't need ya lil approval, or ya lil trophy
She tried to dub me now, I'm going up, and she tryin' to blow me
Ha
But I find it funny, so Imma go in it like I'm a lil dummy
Imma fuck it, and then leave cause I got other hoes tryna love me
You can't say no shit to me because you hatin', nigga, and you bummy
Yeah, you gotta get that in order, we pullin' bitches in Cali' and Florida
Makin' projects - south of the border
She leaving you cause you can not afford her
You talking down, tell the family, the whore
Hell yeah, and then where you go
You smoking gas, and we smoking that strong
Dopamine will do whatever we want, and we don't give a fuck about what you want
Yeah, about what you want
Shawty, she bad, she bad to the bone
Yeah, she bad to the bone
Shawty, she bad, she bad to the bone
Uh, uh, uh
Shawty, she bad, she bad to the bone
Hell yeah, that's just how we do it
Uh, look at this shit, look at how we movin'
Uh, driving that bitch, hell nah, we not cruisin'
Yea, we speeding that bitch, hell nah, we not cruisin'

Hello, Hello, Hello
Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Hell yeah, Hell yeah, Hell yeah

Remember them days from way back
Now I got them stacks
Ain't no way imma look back
Hell yeah, I'm making it back
Yo shit dead, got a toe tag
That's so sad, so sad, so sad
They love to hate me cause I'm so rad, so rad, so rad
I stick to the code like a soldat, soldat, soldat
WMN, that's my tag (tag)
(Rockstar life)
Rockstar life gon' relapse
You know that I got yo girl with me, she sitting on my lap (lap)

Written by:
Johnnie Bell, Juan Negrete

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