| Just made a move to westside,
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| Heard it was the best side,
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| 10 to 405, it used to be a test drive.
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| Ridin' in my S5, TV’s from Best-Buy,
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| Girls in yoga pants, boosting up my sex drive.
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| Ha, They know I’m a rapper or a DJ,
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| Whole foods, in PJ’s, and it’s a fuckin' weekday.
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| That dude, yea mothafucka' I’m that dude,
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| Who’s who, talkin' to my manager on blue tooth.
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| Its unfair how the wealthy get to stay healthy,
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| Never had these options, only Frito Lay and Nestle.
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| Yea I’m livin' stress free, debt free, check please,
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| Eatin' well smokin' good, what the hells a stress seed.
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| Yea I made it out, you chose the hater route,
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| I went it got it while you chose to sit and wait it out.
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| Now yous a rent a cop (Cop) you kicks the skaters out,
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| I got that westside money in my bank account.
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| She came to me in a dream and sang to me,
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| Move west young brotha',
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| Oohhh weeee, (right near the beach)
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| W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE,
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| (1) fill up mamas purse, (2) then my papas wallet,
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| (3) give my sister dollars, than I start ignorant ballin'.
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| I see the ignorant comments, I say Hakuna Matata,
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| That’s a different language to y’all, like Gucci or Prada.
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| I call my CPA, like whats the ETA,
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| One call and he’s over like its triple A,
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| Yea I’m getting play, from Miss USA,
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| She showing PDA, feeling on me TSA.
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| Oh so Devin blowin' trees to the heavens,
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| Debonaire with endeavors, sip a coconut beverage,
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| As I ride through, dreams of my high school days,
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| Where I thought it was phase, I was lied to.
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| Rap money it wasn’t a myth, when they told me it doesn’t exist,
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| Cause dozens of kids fail, they put em in retail, in front of an Intel,
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| Or in jail, but I set sail, ya feel me,
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| She came to me in a dream and sang to me,
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| Move west young brotha',
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| Oohhh weeee, (right near the beach)
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| W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE, W$TSDE,
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| Posted up in overland,
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| People walking dovermans,
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| Holding in the ocean breeze,
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| They like there he go again,
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| Noticing, that I’m cherishing every square foot, (there look)
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| Trippin' as I’m lookin' at them hippies walking bare foot,
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| I can feel the sand from the patio,
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| I can smell the patties from the in and out, animal style,
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| This lifestyle and I are compatible,
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| Trynna make my stay way longer than a cameo,
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| Hey hey,
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| Love from the westside, reincarnated in my next life,
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| Hey hey,
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| Love from the westside, reincarnated in my next life. |