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Bullseye Lyrics


Yg Bullseye


(5kinAndBone5)

YG: ta haha
steppin out the whip on some bullsh*t,
you can catch a n*gga ballin,
Randy Moore sh*t,
her boyfriend swaggless,
like he lost it,
everything i seen in the Gucci store i bought it,
retarded ballin,
like Micheal Jordan,
ball so hard i should sponsor for Spalding,
yup plus the 7 jeans too fresh,
gettin big money like im cutting money checks,
yup on point bullseye,
like my self esteem hit the blunt,
because im soo high!
i be winter fresh like a breath mint,
president tint like the whip had an election,
yup hopping out the whip in the best sh*t,
like doggie doo doo,
i be in some fresh sh*t,
swagger up there way too high,
yall cant see me la-la-la BYE!

[chorus]
girl you aint gotta ask,
you know i stay fly,
cooler than a brisk ice tea,
in the summer time,
la-la-la
i got her saying,
la-la-la
nigga swagga so stupid,
idont even know why,
and plus im on point bullseye,
la-la-la
i got her saying
la-la-la
hey (x8)
i got her saying
woah (x7)

YG:
girl you aint gotta ask you know i stay fly,
clothes smell like marijuana because i stay high,
i stay wet doo doo and stay dry,
those boys burnt out,
yeah they stay fried,
(haha)
swagga switched up,
like i changed mines,
i got on quick,
yours taking time,
got on a Gucci watch,
so i aint wasting time,
hunnit yard dash,
leaving niggas way behind,
swagga over board,
like i crossed the line,
they say it cost to be the boss,
well i aint paying fines,
plus my money long,
like it got hang time,
you basic people,
stick to the baseline,
chop the top of the coop, now im ruthless
my girl name Keisha got a girl name Susi,
like a nigga was picky,
i got them girls choosin,
found out i was on point,
like thats the soultion,

[chorus]
girl you aint gotta ask,
you know i stay fly,
cooler than a brisk ice tea,
in the summer time,
la-la-la
i got her saying,
la-la-la
nigga swagga so stupid,
idont even know why,
and plus im on point bullseye,
la-la-la
i got her saying
la-la-la
hey (x8)
i got her saying
woah (x7)

YG:
yup im all that,
credit card black,
hop in the whip and head where the mall at,
all my girl love me,
they try to make me hubby,
and if i didn't have a show every week,
they probally try to f*ck me,

TY$:
all my girls love me (x4)

YG:
hop in the whip,
and head where the mall at (x2)

[chorus]
girl you aint gotta ask,
you know i stay fly,
cooler than a brisk ice tea,
in the summer time,
la-la-la
i got her saying,
la-la-la
nigga swagga so stupid,
idont even know why,
and plus im on point bullseye,
la-la-la
i got her saying
la-la-la
hey (x8)
i got her saying
woah (x7)



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