DjDee. - Yeahhh!

Aw yeahhh
We got the dance
We got the walk
We got the stance
We got the talk
We are the truth
We making moves
Aw yeahhh
This is for me and the lil homies too
Do what you do
You make the rules
Blow the roof off
Sauce in the stew
Aw yeahhh
Hair down on em 10 degrees
And I’m cold yeah
Got that winter breeze
Coldest flow now
With no empathy
Bossed up like yeahhh
Chatt town
Underground
With the raw sound
Hating Karen’s back down
Run up get done up
Like yeahhh
This is tragic
Got the sauce and they think it’s magic
Frienemies enemies Ive had it
We up dope and to me a classic
Big talk most of y’all are plastic
Bad at acting with no action
We can all see that there’s no passion
Wet and fragile I’m getting graphic
I’m getting kinda fed up
Industry got us messed up
Chatttown got the best of
Raw sound and I swear
I can flip the switch and turn the lights out
Pray to god that I don’t burn the mic down
Sleep on me you gone miss a dope sound
Now the mad and just like kids they gone pout
They say Dee man you sound just like kung fu Kenny
I just ball out shoot bank shots think my name Timmy
Real talk real walk up now to much drip sauce
Big waves big brain on lane I’m my own boss
Aw yeahhh
We got the dance
We got the walk
We got the stance
We got the talk
We are the truth
We making moves
Aw yeahhh
This is for me and the lil homies too
Do what you do
You make the rules
Blow the roof off
Sauce in the stew
Aw yeahhh
Hair down on em 10 degrees
And I’m cold yeah
Got that winter breeze
Coldest flow now
With no empathy
Bossed up like yeahhh
Chatt town
Underground
With the raw sound
Hating Karen’s back down
Run up get done up
Like yeahhh
Hate in the air I can feel it
Deprive and relieve that I’m not with it
Strive for greatness like bron I’m in winning
I hit the ball out the park this inning
Positive promises I’m living
Teach you no nos to rap I’m willing
Tracks I’m killing
I’m feeling urge kill em with words I’m chipping
Energy high and Im finna take off finna fly by to the sky with my girl by my side and we ride like
Wait
Killing me with the frienemies enemy’s and I’m all about the peace ain’t no time to be
Fake
They say all hater need to pipe down
Pray for peace of mind and peace for my town
Down on luck but up and standing my ground
Going up don’t plan coming back down
Aw yeahhh
We got the dance
We got the walk
We got the stance
We got the talk
We are the truth
We making moves
Aw yeahhh
This is for me and the lil homies too
Do what you do
You make the rules
Blow the roof off
Sauce in the stew
Aw yeahhh
Hair down on em 10 degrees
And I’m cold yeah
Got that winter breeze
Coldest flow now
With no empathy
Bossed up like yeahhh
Chatt town
Underground
With the raw sound
Hating Karen’s back down
Run up get done up
Like yeahhh

Written by:
Derek Hudgins

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