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Chief Keef - Yes (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Songwriter
Darrell Jackson
Darrell Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Catania
Adam Catania
Recording Engineer
Andy Rodriguez
Andy Rodriguez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brandon Balsz
Brandon Balsz
Recording Engineer
Chop Squad DJ
Chop Squad DJ
Producer
Francisco "Frankie" Ramirez
Francisco "Frankie" Ramirez
Recording Engineer
Josh Berg
Josh Berg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Sosa, baby Blood Gang, baby Sit Gang, baby Fifth Gang, baby Get It Gang, baby Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want to freak you? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Baby, do I love you? No, no, no, no, no But where you tryna go, go, go, go, go? Benihana's, Wokcano's, no, no, no, no Girl, we gon' take it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow Girl, my sex is like yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I swear it's the best, best, best, best, best Girl, it's gon' leave you stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed When I hop up out that wet, wet, wet, wet, wet You know how I'm rocking, tweet, beat, skeet then delete She french kiss the D like oui, oui, oui, oui and the oui At the restaurant, I eat, eat, eat, eat and I eat When we get home, she eat, eat, eat, eat Chinese Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm driving fast, she like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Baby, I don't drive slow, ow, ow, ow, ow Don't care 'bout running from the po, wow, wow, po-po Is you gon' ride? Is you gon' roll, wow, wow, wow, wow? She like eating Wonton and she like to wine and dine Baby, I ain't got the time, tried to tell it, I went blind Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Writer(s): Darrel Jackson, Keith Cozart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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