paroles de chanson Meet Whitney! - DC The Don

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, this is a Trademark produ-
Yeah, yeah, yeah

When I'm riding through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Tote a pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I'm off Ciroc, I'm a lot too lit (Ayy)
When I slide through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Tote a pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty (Ayy)
I'm off Ciroc, I'm a lot too lit (Yeah)

If I fuck, then I left that hoe on seen, I don't want her
Jay pack a clip on his ass, he's a goner
I'm off the juice that fucked me up last summer (Ayy)
Trappin' out on cap with Lamont in the Hummer
Who is these niggas that you seek? They ain't with me (Who?)
I been solo-dolo in the hills with the RiRi's
FEFE, with the Baybay kids shooting BB's
Geegee, Auntie Pamela and Lil Reeky
C-U-T gang, I'm cuttin' shit
Runnin' your ave', I'm huntin' shit
Piss on your grave, I'm puntin' shit
Splatter your head like pumpkins, bitch
Is you gon' beat me?, ayy
Cut off, delete me, ayy
Double dose, DD, ayy
Neck is on kiwi, ayy

When I'm riding through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Tote a pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Yeah, ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I'm off Ciroc, I'm a lot too lit
When I slide through your hood, Eastside, be with me (East shit!)
Tote a pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I'm off Ciroc, I'm a lot too lit (Yeah, ayy)

When I slide through your hood late at night, be cautious
Trade off the juice, he's a little too nauseous (Ayy)
VV gorgeous, teeth cost a fortune
I didn't hear your diss, boy, you niggas not important (Skrrt)
.40 with the kick, or the choppa, I got options (Bitch)
I ain't fearin' shit, your squad ain't deeper than my pockets (Ayy)
Blow off shorty top, all my niggas totin' rockets
He ain't sparkin' shit, tell that pussy nigga stop it
Foenem gon' buss you up and put you in your motherfuckin' place
Poudii gon' beat you up, we aiming for your motherfuckin' face (Ayy)
You niggas geekin,' huh? I swear you lost your motherfuckin' brain
How you claim you OG? You ridin' on a young nigga wave (Ayy)

When I'm riding through your hood, Eastside, be with me (Eastside!)
Tote a pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty
I'm off Ciroc, I'm a lot too lit
When I slide through your hood, Eastside, be with me
Tote a pole at his chromosome, meet Whitney (Ayy)
Skate on that bitch, 223, she pretty (Fuck nigga)
I'm off Ciroc, I'm a lot too lit