Songtext My yang Rayven Justice

My yang

Aaaaayven
I have a dream
Charisma!

I see you workin
Keep on twerkin
Saw me eyein
Now we eye again

Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, really can't fuck with my yang
Nigga

The way you shakin it on me, got them niggas so horny
Baby stretch for a nigga, bake and smoke for a nigga
Damn that ass so amazing, drive a young nigga crazy
Up and down like hydraulics, that shit is out of pocket

Okay, niggas know I get paid
Getting money nigga like every day
Love a thick girl so that's hella KAll these hoes on me like every way

Haha, shake shake it like red nose
Knew you was on me from the get go
Hold a nigga up, don't let go
Watch me do my thang, can't fuck with my yang

I see you workin
Keep on twerkin
Saw me eyein
Now we eye again

Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, really can't fuck with my yang
Nigga

She different, make her back bend
Work her ass off like a loose end
I told her ass, go ahead call a friend
And now a nigga yea give her 2 twins

My niggas best like she just said hachu
She got the dunkin, I love how she move
Baby girl twerkin, she sweatin she workin
She grindin, she flirtin, and I'm bout the merkin

Oh she got a nigga poking
LA face but her body from Oakland
Got her on one like she was rollin
Swerving that ass like it was stolen

I see you workin
Keep on twerkin
Saw me eyein
Now we eye again

Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, really can't fuck with my yang
Nigga

Uh, my face will look better in-between yo legs
I heard you got the bundle up but where's the bread?
Ghost ridin, she got that fire head
Undercover turn but I don't fuck with the feds
No no, razor can't do that
Black T, gold chain like who that?
Make it clap, I throw a stack, bad batch
Gold plaques, young straight and I know that
And the city boys tell me bout that
That life, I'm about that
California hot boy, I'm a real boy
No decoys, set on 0-12-6 then I destroy, uh

I see you workin
Keep on twerkin
Saw me eyein
Now we eye again

Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang
Can't fuck with my yang, can't fuck with my yang, really can't fuck with my yang
Nigga

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God oh oh

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God oh oh

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God oh oh

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God oh oh

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God oh oh

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God oh oh