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Disrespect Boyz - EAST TO WEST Lyrics



Disrespect Boyz - EAST TO WEST Lyrics




Nigga got checks from the east to the west
Put it in your breast blonde bitch why you acting funny
Never been afraid to say shit with my chest
Walk up in the party with a bottle and a lotta money
And I got a model so the pretty bitches looking at me
Sipping on Moscato lil nigga why you talking funny
Should've known you did it but you didn't when you took it from me
I just need a crib and then some women and a lot of money
Real Disrespect
I been f*cking on your bitch from the back cause I know she want me
Aim with the Tech
Shot him in the head now he dead and his brains started leaking running
Now they all scared and his friends started leaving running
Got a moped and I sped had to leave it running
Nigga keep talking on his back we know he shouldn't
All black fit mask on DB hoodie

Super allergic to terrible weed
So don't pass me no mid I do not want to chief
F*ck what a hoe needs I like a bitch on both knees
Keeping one in the head for my opps and the dope fiends
Get hit with the blick now he stinking like moldy cheese
He got hit with the hook Kareem
Ka-chow!
Pulled up with a ARP
Boom bow!
Really ready as ever for any endeavor whatever whichever where ever however
I'm not very clever stay fly like a feather get hit with Beretters
Rip right through your leather
His face on a sweater for mom to remember
I dropped it and picked it back up
Get hit with a slug blow a hole in your gut
Slap my hoe on the butt
Then roll up a blunt
I like my hoes slutty and gnarly as f*ck
Don't tell me you're sorry its already up
Put three in his chest and put one in his top
Made her cum with my finger she cant take the cock
Making music with Hazard he used to be Thot
You thought
You f*cking thought
Another throw away
Throw the hoes away
Okay
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Nigga got checks from the east to the west
Put it in your breast blonde bitch why you acting funny
Never been afraid to say shit with my chest
Walk up in the party with a bottle and a lotta money
And I got a model so the pretty bitches looking at me
Sipping on Moscato lil nigga why you talking funny
Should've known you did it but you didn't when you took it from me
I just need a crib and then some women and a lot of money
Real Disrespect
I been f*cking on your bitch from the back cause I know she want me
Aim with the Tech
Shot him in the head now he dead and his brains started leaking running
Now they all scared and his friends started leaving running
Got a moped and I sped had to leave it running
Nigga keep talking on his back we know he shouldn't
All black fit mask on DB hoodie

Super allergic to terrible weed
So don't pass me no mid I do not want to chief
F*ck what a hoe needs I like a bitch on both knees
Keeping one in the head for my opps and the dope fiends
Get hit with the blick now he stinking like moldy cheese
He got hit with the hook Kareem
Ka-chow!
Pulled up with a ARP
Boom bow!
Really ready as ever for any endeavor whatever whichever where ever however
I'm not very clever stay fly like a feather get hit with Beretters
Rip right through your leather
His face on a sweater for mom to remember
I dropped it and picked it back up
Get hit with a slug blow a hole in your gut
Slap my hoe on the butt
Then roll up a blunt
I like my hoes slutty and gnarly as f*ck
Don't tell me you're sorry its already up
Put three in his chest and put one in his top
Made her cum with my finger she cant take the cock
Making music with Hazard he used to be Thot
You thought
You f*cking thought
Another throw away
Throw the hoes away
Okay
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Writer: Bo Wikstrom, Hezekiah Farrell II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Disrespect Boyz - EAST TO WEST Video
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Performed By: Disrespect Boyz
Language: English
Length: 1:33
Written by: Bo Wikstrom, Hezekiah Farrell II

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