Story From The Eastside

Shopping spree No late night creep She wanna be wifey For a nigga like me Shopping spree No more late night creep And she wanna be wifey And cuffed for the night Kick it on the Eastside (Eastside) Stroll down memorial drive Got bad intentions on my mind Wonder what it's looking like from behind Kick it on the Eastside (Eastside) Eastside Eastside Eastside Eastside (Side) I hit up shawty Ask her what she doing tonight She told me that her nigga wasn't doing her right She got a couple friends Who fucking tonight We gone link up on the Eastside No more shopping spree No late night creeps She wanna be wifey For a nigga like me Shopping spree And no more late night creep Ooo She wanna be (wifey) Picture me wifed up And cum for the night Momma told me good girls Go bad sometimes All bitches wanna have fun With a nigga like me And we can go and kick it On the Eastside Eastside Eastside South Hairston spot off in the hills I keep the yac on chill I poured us a couple shots of yac And she threw hers back And then things got interesting She jumped in my lap Pulled my shirt over my head Kiss my chest ah We got into it Here we go baby Let's go She dropped down on her knees Looked me in my eyes And told me she know what to do No more shopping sprees No late night creep She wanna be wifey For a nigga like me Shopping spree And no more late night creep Ooo she wanna be wifey And cum for the night