L.G. Wise - Hell Yeah Lyrics
Sexy chica that'll pop the criswhile they watchin' you lick your lipsAnd you can puff the lye and you can pimp and rideand you can thug until the day you dieNow you can smoke the blunts, tote the gatsAnd be the phatest one with the LexHomeboy you can pop the X, you can try sexWith the set tatted on your neckYou can be the H to the Izzo, V to the IzzaReally don't matter what y'all jiggas sizzayYou can live it up but you still gonna pizzayWhere you gonna run on Judgment dizayChorusHell yeahYou can go to Hell yeahIf you don't change, change, change, change, changeuh hua, chang, change, change, change, change(repeat)You can be like Pastor Troy and them New Orleans boysEveryone flossin' up in the toysCandy coated chevy comin with the noiseEverybody grinnin 'cuz its shiney boysEverytime I turn around I see a jitter bugNow the jitter bug wanna be a thugMomma and Daddy and them ain't show no loveIf you don't switch it up I'm gonna tell you what50 years old still up in the clubPay to see the young girls shake their buttDon't need another drink, look at your gutNeed to go home, old nasty buttI'm gonna tell you what, switch it upChorusI represent Carolina and the M-I-AFt. Lauderdale and by the way, all my homies that's in the Bay5-0-3 what can you sayAtlanta, GA, can't forget VA, NYC and the USA, USA, USAEverybody in the USAChorus
