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West Side, Bankhead, is where I'm from Everything y'all did has been done My trew game and my shoe game You can't touch that shit A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?" Nah, fuck that bitch Three - what you wanna do here? Bitch, I'mma float like root beer Still workin' on gettin' the Coupe cleared You ain't got none of my shoe gear Red on the bottom, right, that's red Shorty, she a mother? She hairy Bitch you ugly and bitch you ugly And both y'all hoes look scary I don't wanna get married Chick, you a bird - Perry All eatin' so good, these hoes like "Boys, you're gettin' fat, eat salad" I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it in with no blanket Got your main bitch on my dick shit, she, ain't messin' Her hips fat, I seen her walk past, I'm like "shit" She's seeing my automobile, she tried to push that, I said "bitch" I bang hoes, ridin' in a drop top Range Rove I train hoes, I'm a pimp, Trinidad James clothes West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from Everything y'all did has been done My Trew game and my shoe game You can't touch that shit A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch fuck that bitch Bitch that holler bout fuck me Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me, nah fuck that bitch Three, FDB man, fly like L-train Me and E-Louie's got Checkerboards on You ain't got that pair, man With my FDB clique - 33 deep shit You tell that bitch, man, fuck that hoe I ain't startin' that shit, trick Six for a birdbath, bitch, where's your skirt at? Ah, I like it, blowin' that kush on you like purp packs Y'all niggas so wack, and bitch you so green I pull up on the scene in the green Celine Yeah nigga, I'm too clean Westside, what's upper? Y'all niggas my supper Fuck that bitch 'fore I do that shit I might need me a rubber Belly on rotund, one whip four guns If you see the baby mamma, holler: "Fuck that bitch, that hoe ain't no one" West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from Everything y'all did has been done My Trew game and my shoe game You can't touch that shit A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me, nah fuck that bitch West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from Everything y'all did has been done My Trew game and my shoe game You can't touch that shit A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
Writer(s): Markous Roberts, Steven Bolden, Djuan Hart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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