Hell Yeah! lyrics

Artist  : Big Moe 
Song : Hell Yeah!



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 f/ D-Wreck, Tyte Eyez



Hell yeah, I'm back...



[Hook - 2x]

(hell yeah) I get money (hell yeah), I get
do'

(hell yeah) I wreck the club (hell yeah), I wreck
the show

(hell yeah) I wreck shop (hell yeah), tops
drop

(hell yeah) body rock (hell yeah), it don't
stop



[Big Moe]

Hell yeah Moe thoed, yeah I get do'

Screwed Up Click, Southside still hold

And we won't fold, let the story be told

Put it down for Fat Pat, Screw and Mafio

Hell yeah I'm a G, raised in these streets

You could be the drank man, stacking
P-I-N-T's

So if I fall off, and times get hard

Moe gon go back, and attack the boulevard

Hell yeah I sip fo's, might pop a X-O

Might let the sherm burn, but I'm still in
control

I keep my clothes on, Moe-Yo won't get naked

Unless I'm with a fine hoe, then fa sho I'm gon
wreck it

Hell yeah I'm gon protect it, I'm never naked
headed

My life is too precious, I can't get infected

Hell yeah I'm still chunky, hell yeah they still
love me

Hell yeah 'm sitting on three's, everything's
still lovely



[Hook]

(hell yeah) I get money (hell yeah), I get
do'

(hell yeah) I wreck the club (hell yeah), I wreck
the show

(hell yeah) I wreck shop (hell yeah), tops
drop

(hell yeah) body rock (hell yeah), it don't
stop

(hell yeah) I get paid (hell yeah), I get
leid

(hell yeah) my candy sprayed (hell yeah), I chop
blaze

(hell yeah) I get bops (hell yeah), my glock's
cocked

(hell yeah) the Wreckshop, it won't stop



[D-Wreck]

Hell yeah I pull stars, hell yeah menage tois

Hell yeah I caught that charge, but I'm back on
the charts

Hell yeah Wreck a rider, Wall Street insider

Pyrex cooker, sense on me provider

Hell yeah I cheated, on both of the broads

And I delete the next X, if she can't keep it
hard

She asked me was the rumor true, was I really
over there

Looked her in her eyes and I told here, hell
yeah

Hell yeah I'm a thug, hell yeah I do drugs

Hell yeah, you can catch me opening tulips in the
club

Hell yeah Bush tripping, hell yeah I miss
Clinton

In them days I bled the block, wrecked the shop
and was winning

Hell yeah she wanna do me, just because she saw
the movie

But I ain't gon lie, I love my boppers and my
groupies

Hell yeah I'm a G, with a college degree

Put the knowledge with the streets, no one in
hell is stopping me



[Hook]

(hell yeah) I get money (hell yeah), I get
do'

(hell yeah) I wreck the club (hell yeah), I wreck
the show



[Tyte Eyez]

Hell yeah I grip grain, hell yeah I move them
thangs

Hell yeah I come from rangs, stacking change,
know I'm saying

Hell yeah I'm out that boot, hell yeah and I will
shoot

If a nigga disrespect me, or my family or my
loot

Hell yeah I fucked your boo, fucked her in her
dome too

Hell yeah I miss that P-A-T, that Mafio and
Screw

Hell yeah I live lavage, pimping pens got me
established

Hell yeah I got a stack of talents, touring while
in Paris

Fool around coming down, smoking pounds in my
Coupe

With your dime on my side, to setting up that
berry blue

Hell yeah it's very true, that she did the whole
crew

Hell yeah and we fucked her, all in the same
room

Hell yeah we kicked her out, right before we
checked out

And we did the same shit, when we hit the next
spot

Hell yeah you know Tyte Eyez, gon tell it like it
go

Hell yeah motherfucking, still all about my
do'



[Hook]

(hell yeah) I get money (hell yeah), I get
do'

(hell yeah) I wreck the club (hell yeah), I wreck
the show

(hell yeah) I wreck shop (hell yeah), tops
drop

(hell yeah) body rock (hell yeah), it don't
stop

(hell yeah) I get paid (hell yeah), I get
leid

(hell yeah) my candy sprayed (hell yeah), I chop
blaze

(hell yeah) I get bops (hell yeah), my glock's
cocked

(hell yeah) the Wreckshop, it won't stop