Oh Yea Lyrics

[Intro: Blueface]
(Ayy, Moon, turn my shit up)
(Bankroll Dani on the track)
Blueface, baby
Hey

[Chorus: Blueface]
Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Aight, this the type of shit to get bitches out they deserve (Yeah)
Bumping and grinding with your wifey bitch having a fear (Aight)
Too many hoes in here for niggas to be lookin' over there
Oh yeah
Aight, that's more like it (Ooh)
I've been hitting way more bitches than Mike Vick
On a bad night, back in '07, nothin' but dogfighting
Is that right? Oh yeah, aight
[Verse 1: Blueface]
I put dick in her diet, now she won't be quiet
Wake up every day with that thang on me, choosing a vibe
Keep sticks on mе like a boy band 'cause my behavior mindnеss
Is you sucking dick or not, it's not rocket science
Why is all these niggas out here broke tryna make an alliance?
Dooter, I got more guns in school shooter
Niggas think they tough to bullet coming through their computer
I've been had hoes, I got more thoters and f*ckin' hooters
Bitches gettin' booted up, niggas gettin' suited up
They had to pull the plug, he wasn't lucky enough

[Verse 2: 1TakeJay]
Why you lookin' over here? Don't get your ass poo butt
Nigga trippin' off the lil' bitch, she a crew hot
Gucci Mane without the G, I took his Lil Oowop
Why you worried about sinner section? Nigga, you nut
I'm a bleed a bitch, bleed a bitch and bleed a bitch again
1Take, Blueface flow, homerun hits

[Chorus: Blueface & 1TakeJay]
Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Aight, this the type of shit to get bitches out they deserve (Yeah) Bumping and grinding with your wifey bitch having a fear (Aight)
Too many hoes in here for niggas to be lookin' over there
Oh yeah
Aight, that's more like it (Ooh)
I've been hitting way more bitches than Mike Vick
On a bad night, back in '07, nothin' but dogfighting
Is that right? Oh yeah, aight (Wait, hold up, I'm finna turn this bitch up)
[Verse 3: 1TakeJay & Blueface]
Squabble up in my designer, I'm ready to bleed
Who wanna f*ck me and this bitch 'cause I'm ready to leave (Come on)
Niggas gettin' money, yeah, pu that on your mama though
Grime nigga, same fit from yesterday, it's Prada though (Prada though)
Track the building like a backwood, stuff it with the hoe
I would love to f*ck your brains out, but I gotta go
Nigga, I just Elly hope the bitch off the pick and roll
Blueface, why you keep it on you?
'Cause you never know
Giving gold, bitches at the house ready strippin' show for 1Take
Bitches ready take on rock'n'roll, gotta go
Bitches on my dick like a pot of gold
Gold digger, bitches suckin' dick got a whole nigga

[Chorus: Blueface]
Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Blueface, baby
Aight, this the type of shit to get bitches out they deserve (Yeah)
Bumping and grinding with your wifey bitch having a fear (Aight)
Too many hoes in here for niggas to be lookin' over there
Oh yeah
Aight, that's more like it (Ooh)
I've been hitting way more bitches than Mike Vick
On a bad night, back in '07, nothin' but dogfighting
Is that right? Oh yeah, aight
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

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