Ay Ya Ya Ya Yella Beezy (Ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points

[Pre-Chorus: Yella Beezy]
Ayy, pull up to the club like let's slide
I ain't tryna start a riot, we just lookin' for the vibes
Pretty little mamacita, oh my
Yes, she got a body like

[Chorus: Yella Beezy]
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Yella Beezy]
¿Cómo estás? I'ma floss, I'm a boss
If you ain't a bad bitch, kick rocks, get lost
Knock a hater off, what's that cost? What's that cost?
Hey, shake it for me, baby, shake it off, shake it off
Dick up on me, baby, at the loft, at the loft
Slob up on my knob, baby, cough, baby, cough
I'ma beat that pussy on the couch, on the couch
Stick it in her pelvis, screamin', "Ouch", yellin', "Ouch"
I can't spend the night, I'm a boss, I'm a boss
When you in my presence, then you better make it count
Flexin' like a motherfucker, got a big amount
Passport ready, ready, ready to get stamped
Fucked her on the dresser and we knockin' out the lamp
Don't know 'bout the coffee, tryna get another round
Custo hit Milani, tryna get another pound
If it's up, then it's up, then it's really goin' down