Hell Ya

Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits

Ridin' round, with that chopper extended

We get low, just like Pippen defending

Fuck a ****, and the crew that he cliquin'

I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches

I seen the future and this shit turning wicked

I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis

Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'

Had to tell the doctor I don't fit in they prescription

Real **** diagnosis baby I'm sickly

Real **** diagnosis baby I'm sickly

Real **** diagnosis baby I'm the sickest

Illmatic heel-catchin' shoestring bandit

Don't stand with me if you do not understand me

My ancestors was the first to cross Atlantic

It's gold in my DNA could fuckin' run the planet

I just wanna be ok just be one with the planet

How I fucked that lil bitch I swear I did not plan it

I'm loving on them latin hoes she speak to me in Spanish

Finna go meet on the boat with papi in Miami

I'm working on my Spanish baby let me get some practice

Rub that coca on your boca or just put it up your nose

Couple hundred dollars for nuevo zapatos

Summertime coming and I'm bloomin' like a rose

Hell yeah **** like a Phoenix I rose

Never gave up on the game I feel just like D-Rose

Never gave up on the game I stick to what I know

Bangin' on the white mans door come pay me what you owe

Bangin' on the white mans door come pay me what you owe

Banging on the white man's hoe I give her what he don't

How the fuck a lion gonna worry bout a sheep

We gamble with the chips for real I gotta play for keeps

Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits

Ridin' round, with that chopper extended

We get low, just like Pippen defending

Fuck a ****, and the crew that he cliquin'

I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches

I seen the future and this shit turning wicked

I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis

Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'

Everyday another fake **** get exposed

Every another woman jumping on that pole

Everyday another secret spill up out my soul

And everyday they taking pictures of me gotta pose

Everyday another fake **** get exposed

Every another bitch jumping on that pole

Everyday another secret spill up out my soul

And everyday they taking pictures of me gotta pose

I be rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' like I'm Herbo

Let a **** step up on these forces I'ma purp out

I left the club and I'm going straight to her house

Backroads all when I'm leavin' take the sure route

A **** like me just don't fit up in they cutout

Cookie-cutter ass bitch what do you know

**** claiming that he know me, who you tho

Don't be claimin' that you know me boy you knowin' we ain't cool tho

Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits

Ridin' round, with that chopper extended

We get low, just like Pippen defending

Fuck a ****, and the crew that he cliquin'

I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches

I seen the future and this shit turning wicked

I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis

Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'