Yollo Lyrics

Yollo Lyrics by JAY EMPIRE

[Wolf]
Yea, it's Jay Empire bro
Me ndo real hell kwenye mic bro
Mi ni worser hata kwa beat
I'd be craving for the figures
While you starving for them pussy
Money on my wrist, them dollars in my eyes
I spend it like a factor men i don't mess with my shit
Money on my wrist, them dollars in my eyes
I spend it like a factor men i don't mess with my shit

[Jay B.Baller]
Coz i do whatever i want and i f*ck  
Whoever i want, i got my crown in my head
I got my dollars in me so holl up all i do is win
I told my niggas am the beast budda
Bado nipo kwenye game
Na bado nipo kuwatesa tell em now am feelimg like a rapgod
Coz no one does it like i do
They trynna compete with the beast
Na bado wanajua mi ndo king
Buda cheki vile mi hukill
Watabaki wametii buda stop claiming you the king
Ama nikutoe rangi, i told you my life is a movie
Coz i got everebody watching nah
look at my throne, i got the crown
I got no match, ever the best
Said you wanna fight the tide
Now you are fucking with the wrong shit
I am moving on my f**king pace
You niggas tryna hold me down boy
Looking at my fucking past, when i started from the scratch
they said i'll never make it bro
but nah am living in my dreams
na tangu nidunde kwa game
Hakuna ninja hunitoshanisha
Am ever sticking to my mode so if you feeling you the best
Amma make you feel the heat, mafans wamenivisha ring
So now am married to the game
And i ain't ready for the divorce, juu sipo ready kuwa-play
Its only to God that i pray, azidi joh tu kunibless
Define rap is all i do, so you can't reach even on me

[Wolf]  
Yollo yollo getin that crown on yollo
Yollo yollo everybody sayin yollo
Yollo yollo got that crown on yollo
Yollo yollo got that crown on yollo

Cheki vile nimeburn mahater, cheki nimewin bar tender
Amesmile over that kashoulder, smile tu ya kupea maballer
Mi niko tu kama jail, kumbe ma phone is the bail
So i don't even gotta try coz ma phone's ringtone ni ya
Wanna try gettin down wanna feel your fix
Coz you blow my mind make my chill spine roll
You hotter than this liquor
Hotter than the stripper more than a dollar
Amma take you to ibiza far from gaza
Ride to the beaches ride to the hoods
Ride on my ride 1970 to my bank account girl
You deserve more than your boyfriend
Hii track iko moto dj pull it up marapper wanasneeze their dollars out
Although niko tipsy bado naifeel
My watch ni ya apple cladi ni ya apple
Babe you are squeezing g-strings hard
Show me your moma ill pay her bills
Get some gucci on your feet wake in chikuzeey
Your hard on me me me nigga

Yollo yollo getin that crown on yollo
Yollo yollo everybody sayin yollo
Yollo yollo get that crown on yollo
Yollo yollo get that crown on yollo

[Baller]
Call me Mr baller
Coz i be spending dollars and am rocking all the streets,
Pull up in my lambo with my king Jay Wolf
They said i'll never make it
But now look at me these rappers bite their tounges
When they see me holding mic they tryin to cope my pace
But i swear they got no trace im trying to take it slow
Not to hurt their fucking feelings they lovin how i kill it
(So i gotta get em more, so i gotta get em more)