Hunxho – Yessirrrr (feat. Hotboii) Lyrics

Yessirrrr

Hunxho (feat. Hotboii)

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"Yessirrrr." - Hunxho (feat. Hotboii)

Friday, 23 October 2026, 05:14 pm

Album: I Quit Rap

Track No: 09

(Taurus)
Yes, sir, yes, sir (Ah, yes, sir, this how it go)
(Yes, sir)
Do thirty shows in a month, I'm on a roll (Yes, sir)
Diss me, put 'em in a blunt, then I roll (Yes, sir)
She wanna hang out with the guys, like, let's go (Yes, sir)
All my **** gettin' money, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
I put the kit out on the G-ski, then I swerve (Yes, sir)
My bitch so bad, I point her out, like, "That's her" (Yes, sir)
She like is you getting money? Yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Do you stand on every problem? Yes, sir (Yes, sir)
In the club with all these bottles, yes sir (Yes, sir)
When we leave, everybody follow us, we swervin' (We swervin')
Baby, is you 'bout a dollar? Yes, sir (Yes, sir)
She ain't worried 'bout a ****, nom sir (No, sir)
It bend and curve by me, ****, yes, sir (It bend and curve)
She put in work 'bout a ****, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir (Yes, sir, yeah)
Yes, sir, bought a Perc', yes, sir, it's Chanel
Yes, sir, I bought a watch, what it is? Cartier
What you go, Xho? Hard as hell
Send a ten for her nails
When I know damn well that them nails don't cost ten damn thousand
I give her money, ain't got time to send no flowers
I'm in Miami with a bitch who out of Broward
I be stuntin' like my daddy, ask my mama
If she bad, she gettin' bust with no condom
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
I'm no trick, but I'm a spender (Yes, sir, yes, sir)
All these bitches throwing cat on me, okay 'cause I got litter
First class, that be her flight, fresh out the air, she want Chane;
She ride dick without no ass, I hope this bitch don't go to jail
'Cause she ride this dick the bestest, fell in love with flexin'
Shittin' on my exes, cheatin' on my next bitch
Okay, don't take that literally, toxic, but I'm gentleman
Bossy, but she intimate, don't be salty, just be cinnamon
Chasing after Benjamins
It don't even matter the activity
She coming out, she seen what's the itinerary
Don't fuck up the chemistry by telling me you love me and you feeling me
My heart been foreclosed, how you gon' get in there?
I give her money, ain't got time to send no flowers
I'm in Miami with a bitch who out of Broward
I be stuntin' like my daddy, ask my mama
If she bad, she gettin' bust with no condom
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir
Yes, sir, yes, sir

Writer(s): Ibrahim Dodo.

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