Yee (feat. Too $hort & Budda)

That's the call of my thugs when they step into the club

They go Yeeeee! (Yeeeee)

When you hit the prissy bitch from Vallejo or the Rich

They holla Yeeeee! (Yeeeee)

You can catch me in the traffic in the Cutlass or the Maverick

Hollerin' Yeeee! (Yeeee)

If you're stickin' like some static we gon' bust them automatics

Like Yeeee! (Yeeee)

My area code grows some of the best weed in the world, my ninja, we ain't no punk

They say we need to take a bath in tomato juice 'cause we always smell like skunk

Sloppy drunk, nine times out of ten, I ain't tryna see me

Bendin' corners in my brand-new Dodge Durango Hemi

Pimpin' a lot of ballers, always smokin' mister jolly lama

Always pullin' me over and searchin' my fuckin' car

Searchin' my gluteus maximus, flashlight in my draws

Actin' like some batches is, thinkin' I got robbed

Doin' it big, take a swig, sip a sip, twist the lid

Smokin' spliff, already been, pushing red, 'bout my nig

Everybody wanna talk that talk, wanna walk that walk, wanna bark that bark

Everybody wanna plot that plot, wanna drop that saw on the pillow top

I get a call from Young Bob, here up out my zone

He said your Hillside nigga Ned on his way home

I said well tell him to call me, I love his ass to death

Any nigga hatin' he gon' take they last breath

(Biatch!)

It's your partner from the town, mayne

I see y'all doin' it big, we gettin' down mayne

Yeah I fuck with the V, Richmond know me

Wherever niggas ballin is where bitches gon' be

You can go across the bridge, fuckin' with a bitch

Don't matter which side, you'll be all up in some shit

Before you know it, it ain't like it used to be

Everybody got straps that shoot you or me

I give a fuck about who, I don't even know you

Wassup, yeah pimpin', I got my thang too

And it's cooo, cause I know you know it

I ain't even got a bullet, ain't even gotta show it

Don't blow it, it's where the black man stinkin'

I be layin' underground in a casket stinkin'

If I slip, I gotta keep my poise

You hear that 8 away bumpin' man, what's all that noise?

Get your head busted in, I'm not your boy or your friend

Get your head busted in, I'm not your boy or your friend

You say that, do that, pull that, shoot that

Now where your crew at, what you gon' do now

I'm a west coast nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)

I'm a east coast nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)

I'm a down south nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)

I'm a Midwest nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)