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    "Ya-Ya" Lyrics

    Lunicoleone

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    Now come on everybody lets get fucked up
    Coleone in the party straight actin a nut
    I hit prospect roads and my homeboy zoe
    Club 69 duce keep drink real cold
    Feel me I see Coleone the pimp
    Cristal hell naw fuck watchin a bitch
    I hit the dance floor bustin like my cousin on wu
    Double teamin come heads trick I'm comin so coo
    I need a double shot of hen mixed up with one
    And if a bitch want to drink pass her cris 6-1
    Now I'm back on the flow with a cup in my hand
    This buzz if foe real thugs
    What it sound like, I'm sayin

    Now come on everybody lets get fucked up
    The whole room sayin we high as fuck
    Ain't nobody on the ball why'all listen to me
    Everybody in the party say yeay yeay

    Its a house party ain't no scrappin and cappin
    Strippers in this motherfucker as G's clappin
    Got my nigga so high he forgot his name
    But he keep a tight grip on his iced out chain
    Everybody in this bitch gettin drunk tonight
    Two hoes to one man and that's on my life
    Eatin pussy ain't cool boy watch yaself
    Like Martin that's why I squash it with Madsen help
    I let a bitch know downtown ain't for me
    But I down a 5th of hen get off the hez
    Coleone the gangsta wit his cup on full
    At the party like yeay yeay ain't no bull

    Now come on everybody lets get fucked up
    The whole room sayin we high as fuck
    Ain't nobody on the ball why'all listen to me
    Everybody in the party say yeay yeay

    We gettin fucked up party harty non-stop
    Hands raisin the roof nigga fuck the cops
    We gonna keep shit crackin til night hit don
    And I'm killin this 5th of hen like Jason wins his fawn
    I drunk than a motherfucker me and Jay-Live
    Ask my curly why I be drunk but live
    Drunk drivin, drunk rhymin, drunk fuckin a bitch
    Drunk nuttin, drunk cuttin, smashin off on a trick
    I pop my colla like killers pop fake ass niggaz
    Salt shakin on ya culley like my name ain't venom
    Coleone a drunk is a drunk does
    Higher than a motherfucker givin it up
    This song was submitted on December 7th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Clarence L Lewis, Lee Dorsey, Morris Levy.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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