Lyrics:
We safe
Ruff Water Wild Waves
Got a Tuff Wall to Tall
Waters High Time When The Devil Rides
Wild Water at High Tide a Ruff Ride
You Really Scared Go
my motto is "Fuck every rapper from the East and the West Coast"
New School, Old School, I hate you motherfuckers
I'm steady plottin wipin my ass
All we want is the money
I keep em' bro.
Wake up one morning, and, with some money
To spend, they go crazy.
I'm going to tell you a story in
to spend, they go crazy.
(Verse 1):
I'm going to tell you a story in stereo,
About the pimping game, that you should know.
But if you don't, it's
homies and ride the sunset
Two sacks of money from the train heist
They ain't even counted it up
Just mounted it up (let's go Westcoast)
Rode West
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
it, then the fans would come
But 'Field Of Dreams' was proven wrong after my first album
Since a yout I've seen the vision of me on the stage
But
Dirty South,East Coast, West Coast,
Dirty South ya gotta Feel Me East coast ya gotta Feel Me West Coast ya gotta Feel Me
Dirty South gotta Feel
go crazy Mid west up north south side
When they see me how I'm doin I'm fine All that ordinary mess don't phase me Oh they love it when the west go
Six million ways to mob, choose one
(Some-some-something about the West coast)
It's something in the water
(Something about the West coast)
Ayy,
So'Cal go ahead and rep
I feel like we the realest ones left
Let me tell you 'bout left
Left coast, left coast
West side up high
Left coast, left coast
Dillinger
Bossolo we back at it my nigga
The West Coast up in this bitch we never switch stay on point
droppin that gangsta shit.
The West Coast up in
Skepta let's go
You know what I don't even wanna preach but
We've got a big problem in London
All this North, East, South, West
Segregation it's
you arrested!" We said, "Go ahead!
We're having our drink anyway." We'd already finished half by this... we were 'faced!
Gets off at Jersey.... yes, you
We 'bout to get right bitches (We 'bout to get right bitches!) Let's go!!!
[Verse 1: Papoose]
What you mean let's go?! Go where?!
This my city I
vest with your chest
If you go down bang hard on the west
We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha west
It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west
Teflon
back with Ski
While he blast with his back to me
West Coast drive-by, it happens like everyday
Bitch ass mothafuckas gettin' chased away
It go
Writer, fiber optics on high fiber
Move
Quick like that, no, I go as, "ain't shit like that"
Magnum entendre, rollin' on a rubber
Hit Virgin for
a big ass lesson we all go through
Friends you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you
They all deceitful; I got shot up by a nigga I knew since
Hold up, what's real as this?
Feelin' myself, who ill as this?
Mastered the flow from the east to the west
But right now I'm wondering how trill is this
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
Over and over and over again
I just keep doing this trying to win
What am I doing they asking me when
The album come out
It got pushed back again
My
from this side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me that microphone
It's Heavy D
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