Lil Yea Lyrics
I can’t stand to see you treated bad
I drop that bag ’bout you, get a ** smashed ’bout you
I’m feelin’ all them feelings
You know you my lil’ yea, right?
Even though I’m not your man, you’re not my girl, I’ma call you my lil’ yea, yea
And I can’t stand to see you treated bad, I drop that bag ’bout you, get a ** smashed ’bout you, my lil’ yea, yea
Yea, yea
And we ain’t did nothin’ that we ain’t supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea
Ever say you runnin’ low on cash, I’ma bless you with bands, you could pull up by the trap, in my section, I’m yea, yea
Yea, yea
On the block, I drop the work off
Skrrt off, I got my shirt off
Yea, yea
You know I’m yea, yea
I’m ’bout you, I’ma do what I’m supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea
Underneath them lights and cameras, I recall you starin’ at me
Don’t believe in second chances, want you right there, bae, beside me
Had a bad break up, my relationship, it ended badly
Tryna get your groove back, you swaggin’ like you Angela Bassett
Ain’t no disrespect when we both grown, we could make plans for action
No games, you say we can’t, I walk away, and won’t backwards
Wanna get behind that ass in traffic, love the way you dancin’
Transaction could make me shy, I admit it, I’m a little romantic
We could get out of here, I’ll take you where I live
I’ll freak you right, I will, I’ll freak you right, I will
Sit down on the couch, take your shoes off, let me rub your body, rub your body
Lay down on the couch, take your shoes off
Yea, yea
Let me rub your body, before I turn you out, muah
Yea
Kiss all in your crack, put my tongue all in your ass
Grip your waist and pull your hair right before I dick you down
Even though I’m not your man, you’re not my girl, I’ma call you my lil’ yea, yea
And I can’t stand to see you treated bad, I drop that bag ’bout you, get a ** smashed ’bout you, my lil’ yea, yea
Yea, yea
And we ain’t did nothin’ that we ain’t supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea
Ever say you runnin’ low on cash, I’ma bless you with bands, you could pull up by the trap, in my section, I’m yea, yea
Yea, yea
On the block, I drop the work off
Skrrt off, I got my shirt off
Yea, yea
You know I’m yea, yea
I’m ’bout you, I’ma do what I’m supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea
Feelin’ special, yeah, when I’m caressin’, bookoo sex appeal
Few vacations, you’ve been several places, like it better here
Let the pressure build up on your shoulders, kiss your bottom lips
And your stomach when I’m droppin’ lumber, that’s a lot of dick
Face down, make up sex
Choke while I fuck her, she in love with that
When I’m strokin’ her, slow motion, grip you from the back
Know that dick done took your soul, you come runnin’ back to me, love
Even though I’m not your man, you’re not my girl, I’ma call you my lil’ yea, yea
And I can’t stand to see you treated bad, I drop that bag ’bout you, get a ** smashed ’bout you, my lil’ yea, yea
Yea, yea
And we ain’t did nothin’ that we ain’t supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea
Ever say you runnin’ low on cash, I’ma bless you with bands, you could pull up by the trap, in my section, I’m yea, yea
Yea, yea
On the block, I drop the work off
Skrrt off, I got my shirt off
Yea, yea
You know I’m yea, yea
I’m ’bout you, I’ma do what I’m supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea