Smurf G - Yams (feat. Belairxeli)

She gonna bust it open for the benjamins
In the club, hands up
Dancin' with her friend
Ass hangin' out them shorts
Brown n cinnamon
Drop it low
Look back at it
Yea get it bitch
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass

Like a thanksgiving dinner, she got yams on her
All that ass I can't help but put my hands on her
Trickin' all my money, spendin' bands on ya
Ass so big and round I can stand on it
Gotta thank ya momma for an ass like this
Would ya bend over, touch your toes
Let me spend cash like this
No surgery, no booty shots
You were born bad like this
Hit it from tha back, smack that ass
You like damn daddy that's it
Baby bend it over
Like a full moon
Pretty pussy lookin' pink
Flower full bloom
Bih scrub the ground when her song on
In that see through dress with a thong on
I wanna lay up on the booty like a cushion or somethin'
You looking right
If there's a price, what would you do for the money
That booty lookin' hella juicy
Like some yams make me hungry
You make me sing like T-Pain
I want you and that monkey

She gonna bust it open for the benjamins
In the club, hands up
Dancin' with her friend
Ass hangin' out them shorts
Brown n cinnamon
Drop it low
Look back at it
Yea get it bitch
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass

Ay, she gonna bust it for tha guap
She don't deal wit petty cash
Only big knots
Her ass stupid dumb fat
Like a bubble I'ma pop
Make her twerk in the living room on TikTok
She thick as hell
She carries it well
Big horse fine booty ridin down yale???
Got Prada on her body but them thongs
Chanel
Got them yams smellin' incredibly deliciously
Love spell
She got them vibes
She know that she the shit
Curves hittin' lookin like a bowl of grits
I mean yams this weed is strong as shit
But put your hands up baby if you a independent bitch
She keep her hair nails done on a regular basis
Got all them hoes hatin'
Thats why they frownin' they faces
Them yams sittin right
She got the thighs to match
And if you bag that chick then that's a helluva snatch

She gonna bust it open for the benjamins
In the club, hands up
Dancin' with her friend
Ass hangin' out them shorts
Brown n cinnamon
Drop it low
Look back at it
Yea get it bitch
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass
Make them yams shake to the bass

Written by:
James Winfrey, Lowell Sanders

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