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I Eat Lobster
Big Sad 1900
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Ayy
I am West LA, nigga
Fuck that nigga talkin' 'bout
(Exclusive made this)
Bro, aye, bro, aye, aye, bro
I ain't finish
I ain't finish my sentence
I didn't finish my brilliant idea
Aye, boi, aye, aye, boi
Uh huh
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them niggas got your chain, get yo' shit back
A nigga play me out a dollar, get that shit bagged (get your shit bagged nigga)
I do it a dash on the e way to the IE
And I don't care where niggas from, you better not try me
I brought the gangstas in this bitch, we don't got ID
I pop a Perc and roll that blunt, then I call IV
Aye, I got twenty bad bitches, put 'em front row
I make the play and broke a bitch out in Frisco
I catch y'all niggas in that crowd
Y'all better get low
I'on give a fuck bout who you is
You ain't my big bro
Ayy, fuck a bitch, fuck a nigga, I'm going Hollywood
Don't need permission from those niggas, bitch I know I'm good
Summertime, drop the top, pull up in in every hood
Rollin up, tell trayday, pass a Backwood
I got these niggas tryna hate, but I'ma maintain
I got my bruddas on the yard, they in a chain gang
And you ain't never touch yo' gun, but you gangbang
Ayy, you a bitch, he a ho', y'all like same thing
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them niggas got your chain, get yo' shit back
A nigga play me out a dollar, get that shit back
I seen you talkin' on the 'net, I know you not that
I post a pic with five hunnid, nigga top that
I took the shirt off, nigga stop that
I got the number, block the bitch and I won't call back
I'm in the town with my niggas, I'm in Oakland
I'm sippin' syrup at the dealer, I got motion
I'm Louis V head to toe, forgot my lotion
I take my lil' white bitch to the ocean
We talkin' money, I got more than your big dog
You're just a rapper not a factor, get your diss off
Them niggas broke, I lost respect and got 'em pissed off
The bitch you lay with every night she make my dick soft
I got love for my niggas that be OT
I can't dickride no rapper, that ain't like me
You want me dead, then come and put me on a white tee
Ayy, this the new generation, this ain't Ice-T
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them niggas got your chain, get yo' shit back
A nigga play me out a dollar, get his shit bagged
If we beefin' nigga, walk up and slap me then
Man, you see me walk up and slap the shit out me, man
And see what happen, man
Fuck all that internet shit, walk up, slap me, man
See what happen
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