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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Say Yea |
| Album: | Say Yea | Genres: | R&B |
| Year: | 2022 |
Length: | 205 sec |
Lyricist: Jacquees
Lyrics:
These niggas ain't never had no bad bitch and it shows They scared of you I got something for you though Ayy (XL Eagle), yeah ayy
I start pouring shots out a new double cup These niggas got your feelings all screwed up Girl, I think it's time to take a break from love Tryna pick you up and put you down on sumn' Booked the flight, she ain't gotta pay for none Only thing you see is Saint-Tropez for a month Doors open on the balcony So you can hear 'em play the mandolin from high up Yeah, the views look like a post card Getting out the jet-skis from the boatyard Smoke, drink and fuck for the most part Your pussy wavy, girl, and I'm the coastguard I could put you on, that's a guarantee Leave that nigga alone, and come fuck with me Now, I ain't saying that I'm Mr. Right But right now, I know what's missing in your life Girl, you overdue for some romantic shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (yeah) Tryna make you bae and take a bae-cay trip Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh yeah, yeah) Put some ice on you, 'cause it's overdue Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh-oh) Give you roses and some reassurance too Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh) Baby girl, say, 'Yeah, yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh) Say, 'Yeah-yeah, yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Baby girl, say, 'Yeah, yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (woah, woah, woah) Say, 'Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh) Gourmet dinner, candle light, champagne Order ox tail, lamb chop, valet Everything exclusive when you're 'round me Botega feather heels, baby, don't fly away, no, oh When I do shit like that, I make her pussy wet Take you out the jets and put you on a jet, oh, yeah Anything you want, you get, 'cause you're manifested Like the newspaper, girl, you know I'm extra-extra Sauce professor, I could teach you extra lessons Fuck all that talking, I can show you better I can put you on, that's a guarantee Leave that nigga alone and get what you need Now, I ain't saying that I'm Mr. Right But right now I know what's missing in your life Girl, you overdue for some romantic shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (you're overdue) Tryna make you bae and take a bae-cay trip Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (cay trip to you) Put some ice on you, 'cause it's overdue Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (oh-oh) Give you roses and some reassurance too Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh) Baby girl, say 'Yeah, yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh) Say 'Yeah-yeah, yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (uh-uh uh-uh-uh) Say, 'Yeah, yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (woah, yeah-yeah) Say, 'Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah It's overdue It's overdue (overdue, whoa, oh) Touching you Kissing you Fucking you Loving you
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