Termanology - Oh Yes! lyrics

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Termanology - Oh Yes! lyrics

[Verse 1: Termanology] I told her Come experience living life on another level Champagne leather on the seats, girl this ain't a rental My eyes red like a rose petal, I'm so ghetto Mix the Mad Dog straight with the amaretto Oh, yes! I'll get you set up for your Rolex Criminal enterprise minds, we here to collect She said, I'm the best she ever had, like Drizzy I told her, b**h, leave me alone, told you I'm busy Never stress, roll around strapped when I'm collecting debts Never meet, just call Hec, it's off with your neck Back to rack, you couldn't see me double cataracts Telescopes, stigmas, eyes twitching from sniffing Jack Money gettin, like Sonny Liston I hit hard Money, listen. Buddy system: get lost A crazy guy. With a lazy eye and a Mercedes high I stay creating Def Jams like it's 1985 [Chorus: Ea$y Money] Oh, yes! You now rocking with the best Take a bullet, a**ess, and lift her dress, mami sayin' Oh, yes! You know them can't contest It's the S, the T to the dot, the most fresh Oh, yes! Them never settle for less f** with the vets, is it true we leave them haters a mess? Oh, yes! Now put your hands up high if you feel the vibe Ha ha, you know the rest. . [Verse 2: SuperSTah Snuk] Grab my keys from the rack, Hennessy on my lap Fresh from my white T to the B on my hat I'm a motherf**ing superstar baby, you ain't knew that? True fact, I'm really doing all the sh** that you rap And my team better than better than average Got it all, yeah, I'm selling your medicine cabinets You can't see me on no regular atlas I'm saying my sh**'s live, you spelling it backwards Yeah, I'm a bad motherf**er Top of the road, Superfly, Superstah Snuck-ah And my sh**'s ludicrous, lover lover I got some bu*ter for that buns, baby spread it all up-ah I keep it s**ah-free, that's just me, look-- That's just how it is and just how it's gonna be Like, uh, you now rocking with the pro The answer "am I the nicest" is the opposite of no [Chorus] [Verse 3: Ea$y Money] Oh, yes? She chill with your boy, it's no stress? Never protest when I wanna give her throat s** I'm a motherf**er but she give me the booty Cause I keep it G like a Disney movie We go-getters, ho-getters, now they so jealous Stay fly, without the wings and the propellers We gettin it, now what they gon' tell us You'd think it's money pizza in the oven, how the dough swell up Man, you know I stay fly and sh** So these chicks stick to me like a fly to sh** Scratch that, more like I stay flier than a G4 What you think your girl f**ing with a G for? I'm just a fly guy, I got her eyes wide Call me high tide, am I something to see? Sure. Pretty face, slim waist, and her a** bad? I'ma put a pound on the p**y, no hashtag [Chorus]

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