Yeah Yeah Lyrics
| Song | Yeah Yeah |
| Artist | Saigon |
| Album | The Greatest Story Never Told Chapter 2: Bread And Circuses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro: Saigon] | |
| Okay Shu', what's up? (Sup?) | |
| What's up? Yeah yeah | |
| Your boy Saigon, I'm in here | |
| Yeah yeah! Y'all ready? | |
| Uh, c'mon | |
| [Chorus: Saigon] | |
| Y'all *************z want it? Y'all *************z get it | |
| Hospital bed, ************* get admitted | |
| My *************z got it, y'all *************z want it | |
| Put a knife in your *************rt, it hurt don't it? | |
| Now if this the hottest beat of the year say yeah yeah (yeah yeah!) | |
| Ready to start whylin in here, say yeah yeah (yeah yeah!) | |
| Rockin with Saigon this year, say yeah yeah (yeah yeah!) | |
| Yeah yeah! (Yeah yeah!) Yeah yeah! (Yeah yeah!) | |
| [Saigon] | |
| Why y'all wanna make me get back on my bull job? | |
| Even though I hang with the Gang of those Good Guys | |
| We don't fear no man, play like you Conan | |
| I'ma have your whole fam sayin they goodbyes | |
| I might be the wrong one to try to intimidate | |
| If some shootin is goin on, I'ma participate | |
| If some lootin is goin on, I'ma participate | |
| Cause I'm tired of seein the designs on the dinner plate | |
| Need some food on it, lasagna, and a steak | |
| So I'ma move on it, piranhas infiltrate | |
| You feel like a Navy SEAL, the real shady deal | |
| We the ones crazy real, that ain't just the way we feel | |
| These are facts, you can even act | |
| Or you could check my hood credit scores, Equifax | |
| Yah - this is what I suggest | |
| If you the truth ************* take a lie detector test, yes | |
| [background talking] Knahmean? | |
| These *************z'll fail a lie detector test (haha, all them *************z) | |
| Fraudulent ass mother******s (do it again) | |
| Get 'em! | |
| [Chorus - change "y'all" to "you"] | |
| [Saigon] | |
| Uh, I'm insightful, like I read ten Bibles | |
| My wheel turn faster than a ************* spin cycle | |
| I ain't seen an encyclopedia since high school | |
| That's around the time I start ************* with thin rifles | |
| Talkin in your soft comm'[?] | |
| Bustin, discussin just like a pork rind | |
| You was a muh'****** that fought crime | |
| Now they gave you a microphone and some talk time | |
| You turned into a porcupine, you ain't never walked the line | |
| Never walked a yard, you just talkin hard | |
| You go to Hell, you send 'em rhymes and swore to God | |
| You a fraud, and a fraud in the presence of the Lord | |
| to my dawgs is startin to look like a smörgå*************ord | |
| I don't idolize, I'm cooler than (Charles in Charge) | |
| Smooth as Ahmad Rasheed, your music is yadda-yah | |
| A lot of blah, and bangin drums on a hard guitar | |
| Your content is nonsense, gar-bage (garbage) | |
| Haha, ay, you know how many of these *************z | |
| don't be talkin about *************t on they records? (none of 'em) | |
| The beat be savin it | |
| ************* it, let's do it one more time | |
| [Chorus - change "y'all" to "you"] |
| Intro: Saigon | |
| Okay Shu', what' s up? Sup? | |
| What' s up? Yeah yeah | |
| Your boy Saigon, I' m in here | |
| Yeah yeah! Y' all ready? | |
| Uh, c' mon | |
| Chorus: Saigon | |
| Y' all z want it? Y' all z get it | |
| Hospital bed, get admitted | |
| My z got it, y' all z want it | |
| Put a knife in your rt, it hurt don' t it? | |
| Now if this the hottest beat of the year say yeah yeah yeah yeah! | |
| Ready to start whylin in here, say yeah yeah yeah yeah! | |
| Rockin with Saigon this year, say yeah yeah yeah yeah! | |
| Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! | |
| Saigon | |
| Why y' all wanna make me get back on my bull job? | |
| Even though I hang with the Gang of those Good Guys | |
| We don' t fear no man, play like you Conan | |
| I' ma have your whole fam sayin they goodbyes | |
| I might be the wrong one to try to intimidate | |
| If some shootin is goin on, I' ma participate | |
| If some lootin is goin on, I' ma participate | |
| Cause I' m tired of seein the designs on the dinner plate | |
| Need some food on it, lasagna, and a steak | |
| So I' ma move on it, piranhas infiltrate | |
| You feel like a Navy SEAL, the real shady deal | |
| We the ones crazy real, that ain' t just the way we feel | |
| These are facts, you can even act | |
| Or you could check my hood credit scores, Equifax | |
| Yah this is what I suggest | |
| If you the truth take a lie detector test, yes | |
| background talking Knahmean? | |
| These z' ll fail a lie detector test haha, all them z | |
| Fraudulent ass mother s do it again | |
| Get ' em! | |
| Chorus change " y' all" to " you" | |
| Saigon | |
| Uh, I' m insightful, like I read ten Bibles | |
| My wheel turn faster than a spin cycle | |
| I ain' t seen an encyclopedia since high school | |
| That' s around the time I start with thin rifles | |
| Talkin in your soft comm'? | |
| Bustin, discussin just like a pork rind | |
| You was a muh' that fought crime | |
| Now they gave you a microphone and some talk time | |
| You turned into a porcupine, you ain' t never walked the line | |
| Never walked a yard, you just talkin hard | |
| You go to Hell, you send ' em rhymes and swore to God | |
| You a fraud, and a fraud in the presence of the Lord | |
| to my dawgs is startin to look like a sm rg ord | |
| I don' t idolize, I' m cooler than Charles in Charge | |
| Smooth as Ahmad Rasheed, your music is yaddayah | |
| A lot of blah, and bangin drums on a hard guitar | |
| Your content is nonsense, garbage garbage | |
| Haha, ay, you know how many of these z | |
| don' t be talkin about t on they records? none of ' em | |
| The beat be savin it | |
| it, let' s do it one more time | |
| Chorus change " y' all" to " you" |
| Intro: Saigon | |
| Okay Shu', what' s up? Sup? | |
| What' s up? Yeah yeah | |
| Your boy Saigon, I' m in here | |
| Yeah yeah! Y' all ready? | |
| Uh, c' mon | |
| Chorus: Saigon | |
| Y' all z want it? Y' all z get it | |
| Hospital bed, get admitted | |
| My z got it, y' all z want it | |
| Put a knife in your rt, it hurt don' t it? | |
| Now if this the hottest beat of the year say yeah yeah yeah yeah! | |
| Ready to start whylin in here, say yeah yeah yeah yeah! | |
| Rockin with Saigon this year, say yeah yeah yeah yeah! | |
| Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! | |
| Saigon | |
| Why y' all wanna make me get back on my bull job? | |
| Even though I hang with the Gang of those Good Guys | |
| We don' t fear no man, play like you Conan | |
| I' ma have your whole fam sayin they goodbyes | |
| I might be the wrong one to try to intimidate | |
| If some shootin is goin on, I' ma participate | |
| If some lootin is goin on, I' ma participate | |
| Cause I' m tired of seein the designs on the dinner plate | |
| Need some food on it, lasagna, and a steak | |
| So I' ma move on it, piranhas infiltrate | |
| You feel like a Navy SEAL, the real shady deal | |
| We the ones crazy real, that ain' t just the way we feel | |
| These are facts, you can even act | |
| Or you could check my hood credit scores, Equifax | |
| Yah this is what I suggest | |
| If you the truth take a lie detector test, yes | |
| background talking Knahmean? | |
| These z' ll fail a lie detector test haha, all them z | |
| Fraudulent ass mother s do it again | |
| Get ' em! | |
| Chorus change " y' all" to " you" | |
| Saigon | |
| Uh, I' m insightful, like I read ten Bibles | |
| My wheel turn faster than a spin cycle | |
| I ain' t seen an encyclopedia since high school | |
| That' s around the time I start with thin rifles | |
| Talkin in your soft comm'? | |
| Bustin, discussin just like a pork rind | |
| You was a muh' that fought crime | |
| Now they gave you a microphone and some talk time | |
| You turned into a porcupine, you ain' t never walked the line | |
| Never walked a yard, you just talkin hard | |
| You go to Hell, you send ' em rhymes and swore to God | |
| You a fraud, and a fraud in the presence of the Lord | |
| to my dawgs is startin to look like a sm rg ord | |
| I don' t idolize, I' m cooler than Charles in Charge | |
| Smooth as Ahmad Rasheed, your music is yaddayah | |
| A lot of blah, and bangin drums on a hard guitar | |
| Your content is nonsense, garbage garbage | |
| Haha, ay, you know how many of these z | |
| don' t be talkin about t on they records? none of ' em | |
| The beat be savin it | |
| it, let' s do it one more time | |
| Chorus change " y' all" to " you" |
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