Sexyy Red – SkeeYee Lyrics

SkeeYee Lyrics by Sexyy Red

[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Skee-yee
(DJ Meech, lil’ bitch)
Skee-yee
Skee-yee
Skee-yee

[Chorus]
If you see me and you tryna see what’s up (Skee-yee)
He wanna fuck with me, then I’ma have him stuck (Skee-yee)
Bitch lookin’ bad, and got a stupid butt (Skee-yee)
Jewelry on yo’ wrist, fuck it, hold it up (Skee-yee)
When I holler, “Skee-yee” that mean pull up (Skee-yee)
Cars seventy-five, and they fast as fuck (Skee-yee)
I’m lookin’ good when I’m hoppin’ out that truck (Skee-yee)
Where the hood niggas at that get them bucks? (Skee-yee)

[Verse 1]
Benz clean, but we ridin’ dirty (Yum)
Slidin’ with your boo, yeah, that’s my dirty (You know it)
My sister in the backseat like a .30 (Baow)
Niggas tryna shoot they shot, Stephen Curry (Swish)
Take a bitch nigga, show my mercy
Do the pussy bitch dirty
She like “Sexyy, why you hurt me?” (I don’t know)
Took him down off them Yerkys (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
When you with me, put that dick all up in my backside (Uh, uh, uh)
I’m a hood bitch sittin’ courtside (I’m hood)
I’ll show a pussy how this MAC ride
Lil’ bitch, I’m from the Northside (Skee-yee)

[Chorus]
If you see me and you tryna see what’s up (Skee-yee)
He wanna fuck with me, then I’ma have him stuck (Skee-yee)
Bitch lookin’ bad, and got a stupid butt (Skee-yee)
Jewelry on yo’ wrist, fuck it, hold it up (Skee-yee)
When I holler, “Skee-yee” that mean pull up (Skee-yee)
Cost seventy-five, and they fast as fuck (Skee-yee)
I’m lookin’ good when I’m hoppin’ out that truck (Skee-yee)
Where the hood niggas at that get them bucks? (Skee-yee)

[Verse 2]
B-b-bitch, it’s Big Sexyy, I’m the chosen one (Bet)
I’ll drop a bag on your head, I got a lot of funds
And, I got them shooters in the cut, they got a lot of guns (Grrah, boom)
Put my lil’ nigga on yo’ ass, he gon’ blam somethin’ (Bitch)
You know I swerve that Benz like a Nascar
I like Hellcats, skrrt off the lot, then make the engine fart (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Don’t put yo’ trust in me, pussy nigga, I’ma break yo’ heart
Young turnt bitch, when I pull up, that’s when the party start (Skee-yee)
In the booty club, standin’ on the couch throwin’ B’s
Better respect me, bitch, my peoples in the cut with them things
Wafi got me icy, now, my chain hit like, “Blaow-bling”
In New York with my partners, we be jammin’, nah’mean?

[Chorus]
If you see me and you tryna see what’s up (Skee-yee)
He wanna fuck with me, then I’ma have him stuck (Skee-yee)
Bitch lookin’ bad, and got a stupid butt (Skee-yee)
Jewelry on yo’ wrist, fuck it, hold it up (Skee-yee)
When I holler, “Skee-yee” that mean pull up (Skee-yee)
Cost seventy-five, and they fast as fuck (Skee-yee)
I’m lookin’ good when I’m hoppin’ out that truck (Skee-yee)
Where the hood niggas at that get them bucks? (Skee-yee)