ฟังเพลงAww Yea (Explicit Version)

Aww Yea - Travis Porter

Aww yeah

Aha

Aha

(Chorus:)

She got a ass on her

And she pretty in the face

I spend some cash on her

She ain't nun to a player

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

If you getting money put your hands in the air

Pockets full of money so we stuntin all year (yeah)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

(Verse 1:)

Aw! I'll white thing when we arch his ass

I've been counting money all day all night

(Bad)

With my own leather stained on

Took it from a nigga'

Had too get his benz off

Aw man, if you ain't smoking

You ain't drunk

Ready for a show

Found what I want

Easter cleanse

Easy jeans

Kitty cat, Honey

This boy has set up a whole team

Had the whole cloak out

In the via

Shawty want a bowl

She know that when we back

Heading for the bilf

(Oh)

Heading for the Pradas

Then we flesh leave

And we spanning bottles

Before the filming

We will say you models

We put 'em trought college

When I'm playing with them dollars

Ready for the first street

And I feel

(Chorus:)

She got an ass on her

And She pretty in the face

Spend some cash on Her

Ain't nothing To A Player

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

If you getting money put your hands in the air

Pockets full of money so we stuntin all year (yeah)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

(Verse 2:)

Said the shawty got her ass on her

And it's fat

I tried to take her home, but she rather take Cab

(Iight)

Dancing while we're standing on the chairs (Iight)

You got a bottle gone put it in the air (Iight)

I got some banz on me, I threw some banz on her

I wonder what she'll do if I put my hands on her

Papa rub a ban of her

And do my dance on her

I only throw up the money for which it land on her

Where the hoes at, where the blow at

And where the real thick girls and take a low in

And where the weed at, And where my G's at

And where the freaks but a lady in the street said

Now make it clap for me

Clap clap for me

Now make it clap for me

Clap clap for me

Now make it shake for me

Shake shake for me

Shake for me

Shake for me

Shake for me

(Chorus:)

She got an ass on her

And She pretty in the face

Spend some some cash on her

Ain't nothing Player

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

If you getting money put your hands in the air

Pockets full of money so we stuntin all year (yeah)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

(Verse 3:)

I ain't good for my girl is in K

Get in the club bye bye Momma, I'm straight

Everytime we had to eat you know we should've stayed

And she ain't with the game, Momma Momma don't play

Shawty ain't tear girl, prayin', callin' Sissy

I met a friend of her 'cause she really dyin' to meet me

And I live in the area, somewhere off the peace tree

She bad to the bone

Taking care of her rear

Aw Yeah

Aw Yeah

Aw Yeah

Her booty

'Cause hell

'Cause hell

'Cause hell

Pop bells

Pop bells

Pop bells

(Chorus:)

She got an ass on her

She pretty in the face

Spend some cash on Her

Ain't nothing Player

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

If you getting money put your hands in the air

Pockets full of money so we stuntin all year (yeah)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)

Aw Yeah!

(Aw Yeah!)