arif east coast şarkı sözleri

Doin' 240 on a 40 lane, bitch Book a beach house with a pool and a lift Got your baby momma sittin on another bitch Ain't about the fame, man, I'll rather be rich Ain't about the fame, man, I'll rather be rich Drivin' with the boys in an overpowered whip Highway 49, I take your bitch to my crib Doing 69, it's your bitch on my dick Homies from the hood moonwalkin' on a bitch We from East Coast, we ball and we dip We from East Coast, this ain't nothin' but we lit Yeah, yeah, this ain't nothin' but we lit Hol up, hol up, EC for the win We don't take no Ls and we bout to make some Ms Hol up, hol up, pour us fucking gin Nine shots later we gonna go feel the wind Hol up, hol up, going for a spin Don't see us at the street? You can catch us at the inn Hol up, hol up, rub over my skin Bitch you like it wild Imma f*ck you and your twin Hol up, hol up,  pull up with a stick F*ck your automatic, I got bullets in my clip Hol up, hol up, get off from my dick We bout to hit a lick and we took a little trip Hol up, hol up,  we don't give a shit Smokin OG kush and we fuckin gettin lit Hol up, hol up, East Coast baller This is were we grew and this is where we holla Drive fast don't waste time Pussies on my FaceTime I got bitches on my eyesight Got a glock on my waistline I rhyme tight, I get it right Not your basic brown guy East Coast we fly high Mad how the time flies I'm bout to murder this show Bitch I got money to blow I'm a pro, Imma show Bitches be askin for more More cars, more clothes Anythin' dealin' with dough She don't like messin with brokes Cruisin on the road, East Coast, we lit, I'm out, time's 4 Hol up, hol up, EC for the win We don't take no Ls and we bout to make some Ms Hol up, hol up, pour us fucking gin Nine shots later we gonna go feel the wind Hol up, hol up, going for a spin Don't see us at the street? You can catch us at the inn Hol up, hol up, rub over my skin Bitch you like it wild Imma f*ck you and your twin Hol up, hol up,  pull up with a stick F*ck your automatic, I got bullets in my clip Hol up, hol up, get off from my dick We bout to hit a lick and we took a little trip Hol up, hol up,  we don't give a shit Smokin OG kush and we fuckin gettin lit Hol up, hol up, East Coast baller This is were we grew and this is where we holla
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