Eastside Savage lyrics

by

The Roots


[Intro]
Yeah
I just got out of an Uber Pool
Had hella hoes
And I had the aux cord

[Verse]
I bust a brick open, she put her nose in
Just got out an Uber Pool, had hella hoes in
Same trap house, new stove in it
I made the money pile, and then I dove in it
I don't give a f*ck about her, after I f*ck a b*tch
All types of designer sh*t, you know I'm n*gga rich
Went and bought another chopper
You know, I'm with the sh*t
New paint job and new set of rims
Now I'm flexing hella hard, on my old b*tch
She left me for a swiper, he still locked up and sh*t
I just f*cked her home girl, and her other friend
Her sister wanna f*ck too, that's been what's happenin'
I just got 50 P's, I wouldn't sell you one
Wet that n*gga up, but ain't no water gun
Let that lil n*gga live, just let a n*gga ball
She ride it like a bike, without a handle bar
Money on adderall, it got me focused dog
I'm playing racket ball, with them packs boy
Dirty cream soda, it be dark brown
Rest in peace Whitney, but I got Bobby Brown
I could make it swang on ya, I don't need a reason
That n*gga cracking hoes down, like a dark ceaser
Diamonds dance like Chris Breezey
Oh b*tch I'm off the heazzy
Oh please believe fo' shezzy
Shot out to my plug, my nina

[Outro]
Yeah
Jet Life
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