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West Coast

 

West Coast


Crabs in the barrel all around me
So somewhere outta town is where they found me
In a room all cloudy
Half sleep from long nights getting rowdy
With a bad shorty
From Atlanta, but her pops live out in Cali
For the winter in the summer she be gone, gone, gone
And I just want to see you when you back on the West Coast

I gotta move I gotta move, yeah
'Cause I don't want lose, yeah
I gotta move I gotta move, yeah
'Cause I don't want lose, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Outta sight outta mind, but that ain't accurate
I be always on they mind, they be tapping in
You be knowing what's happening
Social sites non-social spying, liking by accident
And shorty, she a masterpiece
Had me not leave the crib for like half the week
I be moving at a faster speed
I be all them places that you cannot be

I gotta move, I gotta move, yeah
'Cause I don't want lose, yeah
I gotta move I gotta move, yeah
'Cause I don't want lose, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I met this chick from Maryland, want to take her to Gerryland
Got her Cartier bracelets, and I'm talking every band
But she's so bad she can go and get that from any man
So I stepped it up on her 'cause she know I ain't just any man
Damn her mans tried to box me out, she still let me slam
I got behind her and crushed her like a Pepsi can
Fifty K on the watch, damn that's a heavy hand
But if I had it or not, she'll still be a fan
She's so loyal and that's sexy
Even though my life messy
She gets me, she don't stress me
Especially when she's balling on these bitches, Lisa Leslie
And she deserves a trophy, that's an ESPY, yeah, you get me?
You get me, I know

Gone, gone, gone
And I just want to see you when you're back on the West Coast
Young Gerry

Gone, gone, gone
Tdot, I got you always
And I just want to see you when you're back on the West Coast
Back on the West Coast
Back on the West Coast
And I just want to see you when you're back on the West Coast

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