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Yeah I'm on the Westside nigga Westside get the money, but I'm Eastside nigga Yeah, uh I laid it down, now she out like a light switch Put her legs in the air like a pilot NY summertime where the vibes is Thursdays I show love out in Dyckman Westside hear this knock, bet they like this Show Cali some love, only right (uh) No, I can't fall in love, not my type (uh) Even play with the flu like I'm Mike (uh) Scoreboard on my bullshit like Jordan is Money bags on the way like I ordered it Bills green like forests, tough like Chuck Norris is New hundreds they sick bitch, they blue Peel the top back, I rip off my roof (uh) Niggas couldn't walk an inch in my suit (uh) I took a deal just to beat that indictment My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman I got some scrapes from D.R., now they dykin' Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license It's like this 'cause we fightin' Cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall I ain't really get too far past Texas, droppin' dope off Flights to the East side get money Flights to the West side, stay one hundred You can see this drip when I walk Lil' bitch this a boss when I talk I mack down, spend a bag in Philippe CYN took your girl, that's for keeps Yeah that's facts, take your girl when we wanna (what?) If I pass to the gang, she a goner (say what, what?) If she come to the crib, she a goner (huh, huh) Push to start, got no keys, that's a foreign (uh huh, uh huh) Since young, CYN been the same gang (what, what?) Stay low and stack dough and just maintain (what, what?) I get money and my gang do the same thing Gold Rollie, white face, that shit plain jane (uh huh, uh huh) Count checks, I stack up like Eiffel My wrist on ice, VV's, dance like Michael Might just go blind, my lady don't like you She not too nice, we get paid to fly to Paris, Dubai I took a deal just to beat that indictment My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman I got some scrapes from D.R., now they dykin' Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license It's like this 'cause we fightin' Cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall I ain't really get too far past Texas, droppin' dope off Flights to the East side get money Flights to the West side, stay one hundred
Writer(s): Jason Jackson, Christian Casey Combs, Kasien Sandy, Vonce Johnson Ii, Justin Combs, Arya Bhavsar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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