East Coast lyrics

by

Mac Miller


[Hook 1]
f*ck who you be or what the f*ck
East coast coast
East East coast, East East coast
Squeeze toast, leave most
East coast coast
East East coast, East East coast
f*ck that, yea who dat?
East coast coast
East East coast, East East coast
Squeeze toast, leave most
East coast coast
East east coast, East East coast

[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.]
Yo when Snoop and them was kicking buildings down by your f*cking house
Most of y'all was f*cking quiet like a church mouse
They had New York New York, We had L.A. L.A
We had the army fatigues, you had the negligee
Ay, you see I rep for my city kid
And even Biggie said he love what my n*ggas did
Just in case you wanna go and check the record
It wasn't Mobb Deep, that was CNN's record
But them Mob n*ggas came with us, Trag spit flame with us
Nas said he had our back, then he put our name against us
Yea, It was an East coast victory
It’s not a mystery, this East coast history
We drink champ, drink lager on the beer tip
Now they dressing funny, they on some queer sh*t
Yea, I’m on some "I don’t even care" sh*t
Just stay away from me, f*ck the weird sh*t
[Hook 2]
East coast coast
East East coast, East East coast
Squeeze toast, leave most
East coast coast
East East coast, East East coast
f*ck that, bring 'em out
East coast coast
East East coast, East East coast
Squeeze toast, leave most
East coast coast
East east coast, East East coast
f*ck that, bring 'em out

[Verse 2: Lil' Fame]
I’ll take you back to the Source Awards
Suge Knight said come to Death Row, that was way back when
I sit and think about it and wondered how this sh*t would have went
If me and Bill would’ve went back then
Well f*ck that, I’m like the East coast Eazy E
n*gga, the flow is on PCP
You'll get pistol whipped and stripped for your shirt
Your footage on ?? DVD, World Star and VladTV
f*ck that!
A lot of killers in rap over the years though
We ain’t worried about them, they all weirdos
Mic booth gorillas, we don't hear those
Frank Ocean ass n*ggas, they're all queers, though
Yall ain't f*ckin with the kid, Fizz Royal
Half Caribbean kid gone wild
And this is East coast, East coast
Squeeze toast, leave most
In the blood they’re laying in, f*ckin with Fame and them
[Hook 2]
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