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Lil Debbie

Bay 2 LA

 

Bay 2 LA

(albüm: Young B!tch - 2014)


Debbie be the big shotgun in the scraper
Rolling my weed up, counting my paper
Turnt up and I'm feeling myself
I don't see no competition, I'm just killing myself
Bay shit got me bumping Mac Dre
South-bound, going down, now I'm running LA
In the club, still don't give a fuck
Throwing up a dub, California love
Left the bay, but the bay never left me
Wanna see? Betcha life, bitch, test me
Then it's all on sight up in this motherfucker
Cali green got me right up in this motherfucker
We be to rap what key be to lock
Still nothing but a G thang, that be up top
I just do it my way the fly way
On the highway, bay to LA

Me? I'm just chilling, oh what a feeling
Bitch flipped a hundred to a thousand to a million
Everything money, keep that shit basic
Debbie run the coast on some bay to LA shit
Still on my bay shit, never falling off though
Pedal to the pavement, Debbie be the boss, ho
Everything money, keep that shit basic
Debbie run the coast on some bay to LA shit

Debbie be the bitch to ghostride the whip
(Ghostride the whip) Now that's some bay shit
But I bet the fucking whip's got switches in this shit
(Bounce, bounce) Now that's some LA shit
Never do I play, bitch, never on some fake shit
Time for the real bitch, you basic, face it
Me going global, ho, you just a local ho
I'm a walking time bomb, I'm supposed to blow
So I'm just on some real shit, fuck how you feel shit
Money on my mind, on some hundred dollar bill shit
Catch me going dumb, Coke with the rum
Bitch having fun, shut it down when I come
Debbie from the bay, now I'm running LA like Pac
Get acquainted to the name, cause it ain't gon' stop
Debbie, ho, Debbie on your stereo
Death and burial, kill bitches with this very flow

Me? I'm just chilling, oh what a feeling
Bitch flipped a hundred to a thousand to a million
Everything money, keep that shit basic
Debbie run the coast on some bay to LA shit
Still on my bay shit, never falling off though
Pedal to the pavement, Debbie be the boss, ho
Everything money, keep that shit basic
Debbie run the coast on some bay to LA shit

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