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West to Da East - Big Yavo

West to Da East

Big Yavo

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I walk in the club, I'm high as a motherfucker (Cash)

I think I just saw a lil' alien, ayy (What the fuck?)

I'm puttin' bands on opp nigga head thinkin' they Baron Davis

Big booty bitch and it shakin' like jello

Fourth quarter clutch and I shoot it like Melo

Catch me at Shell, I'm servin' that petro

My phone slappin' like I work at Metro

Every freak ho wanna suck me dry

Ho, where I'm from all the real niggas die, huh

All these raps, what it look like?

Catch us a opp, I'ma give him a facial, huh

Forever kept this shit a hunnid

Drippin' too hard for somebody to fuck with the vibe

I just be sippin' that drank

I just been thinkin' 'bout all my niggas in the

Sippin' that drank shit, yellow and purple, ayy

Just like I play for the Lakers, ayy

Glock 24 and it's all in my gym shorts, Paul George at the Pacers

Shoot like the old lil' D Wade

Chopper heat up, let it heat, got a heat wave

Miss, we gon' spin back like a DJ

Got the bitch throwin' shit back like a replay

Bitch, let me play with that monkey (Come here)

On them percs I move just like a zombie, huh

Let a fuck nigga play with my money, huh (On god)

Come and spend with the hunnid (Skrrt)

Whoever with you, they can get it

We came in the game for a motherfuckin' ticket (Oh, for real)

We blowin' exotic, ain't never on midget (Nah, for real)

Bro servin' that girl, we just nicknamed her Bridgette

I'm smokin' exotic, line hoes, they got guapo

Nigga want beef and get wrapped like a taco

I put a lot of cheese in that bitch, they ain't nachos

My hand in the pot like a big ass pot roast

You niggas my sons like they play for Phoenix

Bought my green light Stanley, the candy steaming

I'm 'bout to make it to heaven, pull up in a Demon

Ayy, I'm havin' sauce like seasonin'

Huh, no cap bad bitch, get her fucked

With hunnid and some shots, ain't no point even duckin'

Ain't got a perc, ain't no point even fuckin'

I'm sippin' on Ac', I don't sip Robitussin

Huh, got the streets on lock no key

We'll lose at the house like I play for the Heat

One thing for certain, I'm playin' for keeps

I fuck with the real from the West to the East, let's go

- It's already the end -