Текст DC The Don – Meet Whitney!
Текст:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, this is a Trademark produ-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When I’m riding through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I’m off Ciroc, I’m a lot too lit (Ayy)
When I slide through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Totem pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty (Ayy)
I’m off Ciroc, I’m a lot too lit
If I fuck, then I leave that hoe on seen, I don’t want her (I don’t want that bitch)
Shit, pack a clip on his ass, he’s a goner
I’m off the juice that fucked me up last summer (Ayy)
Trappin’, I don’t cap with Lil Mark in the Hummer
Who is these niggas that you see?
They ain’t with me (Who?)
I been solo-dolo in the hills with the RiRi’s
FEFE, with the Backpack Kid shooting BB’s
Gigi, auntie ?
little retweets
I’m too gang, I’m cuttin’ shit
Runnin’ your ave’, I’m huntin’ shit
Piss on your grave, I’m puntin’ shit
Swattin’ your head like pumpkins bitch
If you gon’ beat me, aye
Cut off, delete me, aye
Double dose, DDA (Ayy)
They just gon’ keep me, aye
When I’m riding through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I’m off Ciroc, I’m a lot too lit
When I slide through your hood, Eastside, be with me (East shit)
Totem pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I’m off Ciroc, I’m a lot too lit (Ayy)
When I slide through your hood late at night, be cautious
Straight off the juice, he’s a little too nauseous (Ayy)
B.B. gorgeous, tee cost a fortune
I didn’t hear your diss, boy, you niggas not important
40 with the kick, or the choppa, I got options
I ain’t fearing shit, your squad ain’t deeper than my pockets
Love shorty top, all my niggas throwin’ rockets
He ain’t sparkin’ shit, tell that pussy nigga stop it
Buddy gon’ buss you up and put you in your motherfuckin’ place
Buddy gon’ bitch you up, we aiming for your motherfuckin’ face (Ayy)
You be geeking, huh, I swear you watch your motherfuckin’ ?
How you blame me, OG, you ridin’ on a young nigga wave (Ayy)
When I’m riding through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Totem pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I’m off Ciroc, I’m a lot too lit
When I slide through your hood, Eastside, be with me
Totem pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I’m off Ciroc, I’m a lot too lit
