Yg Left Right Lyrics
Left Right by Yg
Girl, girl, girl, girl
What's up? What's up? What's up?
[Verse 1]
Ok, ok, ok
Told her bust it open, she said ok
But what she wearing? Chanel and Dolce
How she want it? Eat up like OJ
Skrrt, skrrt, on a bitch nigga
How much time do you got for a rich nigga?
I need [?] and a bitch that knows gymnastics
So I'm kickin' up out her legs on this dick like a fraction, right
Right, left, hit her with that right, left
I got that best stroker, I don't need no mic test
My dick work, girl, I don't need no mic check
No panties on, I can see your pussy through that white dress
I ain't trippin' baby girl, make that money
Cause if I fuck her right, she just might get some tummy
And better yet, fuck with me for better sex
I know all the right spots to keep that punani wet
[Hook]
Girl, you know you look from the [?], right?
You know I bought you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh out of jail, right?
And if you cheated on me I don't care, right? (She make that ass go)
Left, left, right
Right, left, left, right (She make that ass go)
Right, left, left, right
Right, left, left, right
[Verse 2]
I'm a Pisces, she's a Taurus
She said she's expensive, well, I could afford it
Never pay for it, but I could explore
Have your tongue out and legs cocked open like Jordan
She just wanna strip and make a million, right?
She can get rich and feed the children, right?
She ain't go no ass shots, that shit real, yo
Got her checkin' in with me like I was a P.O
I hate make up, I hate broke hoes
I can't talk to you, bitch, I ain't so so
Where the bad bitches at? Let me know though
I can send this dick your way, baby, Cold Stone
Is it Britney? Or Myisha?
Where the ghetto bitches at? Quisha and Syida
She dancing for them dollars cause she don't know no better
She from the hood, so she know how to throw it back better
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right, left, right
[Hook]
Girl, you know you look for the [?], right?
You know I bought you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh out of jail, right?
And if you cheated on me I don't care, right?
(She make that ass go)
What's up? What's up? What's up?
[Verse 1]
Ok, ok, ok
Told her bust it open, she said ok
But what she wearing? Chanel and Dolce
How she want it? Eat up like OJ
Skrrt, skrrt, on a bitch nigga
How much time do you got for a rich nigga?
I need [?] and a bitch that knows gymnastics
So I'm kickin' up out her legs on this dick like a fraction, right
Right, left, hit her with that right, left
I got that best stroker, I don't need no mic test
My dick work, girl, I don't need no mic check
No panties on, I can see your pussy through that white dress
I ain't trippin' baby girl, make that money
Cause if I fuck her right, she just might get some tummy
And better yet, fuck with me for better sex
I know all the right spots to keep that punani wet
[Hook]
Girl, you know you look from the [?], right?
You know I bought you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh out of jail, right?
And if you cheated on me I don't care, right? (She make that ass go)
Left, left, right
Right, left, left, right (She make that ass go)
Right, left, left, right
Right, left, left, right
[Verse 2]
I'm a Pisces, she's a Taurus
She said she's expensive, well, I could afford it
Never pay for it, but I could explore
Have your tongue out and legs cocked open like Jordan
She just wanna strip and make a million, right?
She can get rich and feed the children, right?
She ain't go no ass shots, that shit real, yo
Got her checkin' in with me like I was a P.O
I hate make up, I hate broke hoes
I can't talk to you, bitch, I ain't so so
Where the bad bitches at? Let me know though
I can send this dick your way, baby, Cold Stone
Is it Britney? Or Myisha?
Where the ghetto bitches at? Quisha and Syida
She dancing for them dollars cause she don't know no better
She from the hood, so she know how to throw it back better
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right, left, right
[Hook]
Girl, you know you look for the [?], right?
You know I bought you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh out of jail, right?
And if you cheated on me I don't care, right?
(She make that ass go)