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yung tyran - yesssir lyrics

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[chorus: yung tyran]
yesssir!
still in this b_tch, i won’t let up
she get this d like the letter
pimpin’ whatever the weather
if she get on her knees i’ma bless her
with the head she a f_ckin’ professor
turn a bed to a ring then we wrestle
she say i f_ck up her edges

yesssir!
still in this b_tch, i won’t let up
she get this d like the letter
pimpin’ whatever the weather
if she get on her knees i’ma bless her
with the head she a f_ckin’ professor
turn a bed to a ring then we wrestle
she say i f_ck up her edges

[verse 1: die mondez]
she tie her hair in a bun and she get on her knees
give me sloppidy toppidy top
she say “don’t f_ck up my edges” and then she proceeds with no hands ’til a young n_gga pop
d_mn it this b_tch is a lot!
think i might cuff her but i just can’t move like a cop
she fell in love with a g
she told me “mezzo, don’t n0body got what you got”
she finna f_ck with a stepper, she throw me the wap
every time that i hit it it’s wetter
she only stay if i let her
she never wanted to leave, say she f_ck with the setup
she know a young n_gga pimpin’
she still let me hit on occasion, i don’t ever press her
cut from a diamond, i’m built for the pressure
soon as she get to the crib, put the tip in and let her go “yesssir!”
[chorus: yung tyran]
yesssir!
still in this b_tch, i won’t let up
she get this d like the letter
pimpin’ whatever the weather
if she get on her knees i’ma bless her
with the head she a f_ckin’ professor
turn a bed to a ring then we wrestle
she say i f_ck up her edges

yesssir!
still in this b_tch, i won’t let up
she get this d like the letter
pimpin’ whatever the weather
if she get on her knees i’ma bless her
with the head she a f_ckin’ professor
turn a bed to a ring then we wrestle
she say i f_ck up her edges

[verse 2: yung tyran]
(look)
got her addicted to me and me only
she tellin’ her friends that my d is a drug
she pull up on me whenever she lonely, she know that a n_gga ain’t lookin’ for love
i put my thing in her gut
she now it’s up and it’s stuck
but she never fuss, she know a n_gga don’t rush
70 minutes i’m eatin’ and shlidin’ it up
she finna do anything for a n_gga as long as i promise her a bag or a lace front
she open wide but i give her a facial
sl_t her out face down, i don’t really play around
wake the neighbours, lil’ mama gettin’ loud
choke her out, make her wanna spread ’em out
beat it up ’til she tell me “tone it down”
beat it up ’til she say “n_gga, wow!”
[chorus: yung tyran]
yesssir!
still in this b_tch, i won’t let up
she get this d like the letter
pimpin’ whatever the weather
if she get on her knees i’ma bless her
with the head she a f_ckin’ professor
turn a bed to a ring then we wrestle
she say i f_ck up her edges

yesssir!
still in this b_tch, i won’t let up
she get this d like the letter
pimpin’ whatever the weather
if she get on her knees i’ma bless her
with the head she a f_ckin’ professor
turn a bed to a ring then we wrestle
she say i f_ck up her edges

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