Arradon - Westside Story

Had my baby Tree Tree out of wedlock
Deadbeat daddy bitch I bet not
You see I'm getting to it let the rest watch
Cause niggas play the side like a rest stop
Seen it like psychic bitch I'm red hot
Take bread to make bread pull ya bread out
Why you hating on a nigga cause ya bread stopped
Or is it cause you baby mama took me to the head shop
Ain't cut my grass yea I'm tripping
I know these niggas be snaking
I'm aware of my location
But this the everyday
My baby mama asked me can I get my baby and I
Replied
Well of course but after that I gotta slide
I was getting it on my way to the west side
Getting it on my way to the west side
Getting it on my way to the west side
Getting it on my way to the west side
Money on my mind like a head shot
You looking like a lick and a leg drop
Shame on you niggas tryna take mine
100 50 20 10 Take 5
Getcha weight up
Getcha weight up
Getcha weight up
Getcha weight up
We can't ball till we fall yea we stayed up
Took so long you feel asleep you should've stayed up
No biggy
I'm squeezing till it's empty
Was bumping 50 50
Been thugging with lil Ricky
Since uniforms In school
White T khaki dickies
We duck and dodge the gringo
They on me but I'm shifty moving quickly
If you hating on the man already know where we stand
Knowing it's ya first time you' still a hoe like track 10
Left my keys in my car
Somebody jumped in my shit
Was pulling cards for a week
You shouldn't of jump in front of me when I was
Getting it on my way to the west side
Getting it on my way to the west side
Getting it on my way to the west side
Getting it on my way to the west side
Money on my mind like a head shot
You looking like a lick and a leg drop
Shame on you niggas tryna take mine
100 50 20 10 Take 5
On my Ps and Qs
My Ps and Qs
You know I gotta stay on
My Ps and Qs
When one door close what that mean to you
You better double up like MA dollar sign E
What I mean is find God Shid
God found me
On a hot block
Learning not to melt when it's heat
This shit butter baby
Careful how you rubbing on my seats
Asked me where I'm coming from I told her LCT
You know my daughter from the west
She still see me in the flesh
A nigga tried me once in front of her
I made 'em hit the deck
I'm in the crib you caught me slipping that I'll give
I got somn else to give you once I find out who you is
On my momma pussy

Written by:
Kevin Arradondo

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