| Yo, you know that bitch?
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| Come on, son, you know I know this bitch
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| You know that bitch
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| We used to see her at the store every mornin', the 2−4
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| Crescent?
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| Exactly, I used to fuck her sister but you ain’t know that though
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| We gon' do tellys upstairs with Judy
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| Upstairs with Judy! |
| Got 'em
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| Uh, acknowledge I’m sent
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| Christian Dior probably my scent (Dior)
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| Five percent tint, that money dirty, gotta get rinsed
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| I’m probably in Philly, Auntie block, high, eatin' fish (Down Dauphin)
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| Diamond my wrist, better than the block pumpin', tryna get rent
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| Not in my circle? |
| Then you tryna get spent (Spend up)
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| We’re tryna get rich
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| Pull up knockin' Gladys on niggas
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| The way we livin' might embarrass you niggas
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| Might fade to black on you niggas
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| Depressed faces, they sad, mad I actually did it (Sad)
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| The homie died, I went and tatted my nigga (Freak)
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| Pinky ringin', me and four ladies at brunch
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| Got attitudes like they came on the bus, can’t make this up
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| Cigar smoke lingerin', this gun on me large, it’s not medium (Large)
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| Just got off them papers, he smokin' weed again
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| They was callin' me bro, catch a shot over that Nautica boat
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| I’m a wolf, never call me the goat (Never)
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| They all wanna know
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| Betcha don’t know what’s goin' on (What's goin' on)
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| The streets don’t love you like I do
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| Betcha don’t know what’s goin' on (What's goin' on)
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| The streets don’t love you like I do
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Y’all don’t even know
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| Betcha don’t know
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| Yeah, my side different
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| They callin' us when the vibe driftin'
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| We the wave that got the tides shiftin'
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| I move weight, never tried liftin'
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| Never leave it, gotta ride with 'em
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| You nosey niggas probably tried sniffin'
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| Real tissue, the bros will wipe your nose
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| Makin' friends with the money expose all type of foes
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| I be super fly, these hoes just wipe my clothes
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| She’s a easy target, you 'posed to snipe at those
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| In the Rolls doin' 60, bumpin' that Nipsey
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| Shorty with me kind of tiny, one drink and she tipsy
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| Always think she know somethin', be callin' her gypsy
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| Told her, «Believe it or not,» she callin' me Ripley
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| Aliens, yeah, the head outta this world
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| Took you to the Prada store, 'cause I’m proud of you, girl
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| Betcha don’t know, probably 'cause it’s too slept on
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| This that dope that make the block get they two-step on
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| You’ll catch on
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| Betcha don’t know what’s goin' on (What's goin' on)
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| The streets don’t love you like I do
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| Betcha don’t know what’s goin' on (What's goin' on)
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| The streets don’t love you like I do
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What's Goin On , by - Dave East. Song from the album Survival, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп