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August Alsina - Hell Yeah Feat Juelz Santana Lyrics

[Verse 1: August Alsina]
I'm over the limit, but I think I want some more
All my niggas spinning, so bartender pour some more
Plus we getting faded, smoking on that hit and quit
Bitches getting naked, don't they know I hit and quit?
What you trying to do? You're looking like some trouble
That I wanna get into, your home girl looking dirty
So she can get it too, I ain't apologizing, I ain't sorry
Girl for touching on your body
cause I just came here to party

[Hook: August Alsina]
If you been up in the spot and you need another shot
Say hell yeah, hell yeah
If the chick across the room dropping drop it like it's hot
Say hell yeah, hell yeah
If you party till the lights turn on
Tell the DJ playing your song
You ain't about to stop
Even if they call the cops
Say hell yeah, hell yeah

[Verse 2: August Alsina]
I see bottles on the table, Shawty on the molly
With a piercing in her navel, puffing like a Marley
Soon everybody faded, waving at my haters
Cause they seeing me mugging at me got me saying
What you wanna do instead of causing trouble
Nigga here's what you should do
Go look around and find some hoes that you can get into
Cause I'm just out here trying to do the same
But I got the dully on me just in case you wanna bang

[Hook: August Alsina]
If you been up in the spot and you need another shot
Say hell yeah, hell yeah
If the chick across the room dropping drop it like it's hot
Say hell yeah, hell yeah
If you party till the lights turn on
Tell the DJ play a new song
You ain't about to stop
Even if they call the cops
Say hell yeah, hell yeah

[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]
Aw, Check me out, check me out
I'm on some consider shit
Pocket full of dead presidents, but I ain't grieving, bitch
Married to the game, that's forever, I ain't leaving it
I know your man, don't put it down
cause you look like you need the Dick
One time for them haters, two times for them fakers
Three times for these bad bitches
we fucking all of them later
Yeah, hell yeah, getting money is my ammo
But I don't pay for no pussy, I hope you got that memo
Tell hold on and don't let go
And then I treat the pussy like a rental
And I beat the pussy instrumental
Let's go, let's go

[August Alsina]
If you party till the lights turn on
Tell the DJ play a new song
You ain't about to stop
Even if they call the cops
Say hell yeah, hell yeah