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Idol Ba$ed - Eastside Hungry Lyrics



Idol Ba$ed - Eastside Hungry Lyrics




Nigga you know what I do
Can't do what I do you don't know how I move
Pop me a bean then I get in the groove
Them niggas bitches its f*ck that whole crew
One to da face now i'm acting a mule
I'm finna take these lil niggas to school
Good with the hands I'ma still keep a tool
Eastside jitt hungry you pussies is food
Ate my bitch pussy cause that was the mood
Cuz got the trap singin just like lil dude
Can't tie with you niggas I don't wear suits
My foot on they neck lucky I ain't wear boots
Been putting in labor I want the fruits
You ain't no big dog lil bitch you a pooch
These niggas don't want real smoke like a juul
Nigga I shine just like a jewel
Nigga you know what I do
Can't do what I do you don't know how I move
Pop me a bean then I get in the groove
Them niggas bitches its f*ck that whole crew
One to da face now I'm acting a mule
I'm finna take these lil niggas to school
Good with the hands i'ma still keep a tool
Eastside jitt hungry you pussies is food
Idol Ba$ed on top missionary
Punishment that we dishing that shit is scary
Leave him red like a lobster we left him larry
I ain't going down f*ck a bond f*ck a bond that ain't no diss to barry
Two bad bitches and you know i'm in the middle
Told them hoes that they better trick on my niggas
Big based shit bitch you don't get the picture
Back in the day I was starving for love
Back in the day I would starve for attention
Niggas don't know I grew up in the trenches
Niggas don't know we was hoppin the fences
Niggas don't know we was runnin them digits
Smoke me some gas out a game or a wood
Smoke me some gas and now I'm feeling good
Real young nigga bitch this for my hood
Plot on a nigga just like its chess
Aye wassup cuz put two in his neck
Nah better yet put one in his neck
Nah f*ck it leave his ass wet
Like I leave his bitch when she beg for sex
I ain't have shit so I gotta flex
Now they all wanna know whats coming next
Bitch i'm verified without a check
Got a bad bitch and she thick
She be moving like she double-jointed
Pull my dick out then I point it
Aim it at her face and then I give her ointment
She tryna treat me like a dick appointment
I told her no she was disappointed
Bitch ima king so talk to me nice
Cuz got the glock he gone grip it like vice
Nigga you know what I do
Can't do what I do you don't know how I move
Pop me a bean then I get in the groove
Them niggas bitches its f*ck that whole crew
One to the face now I'm acting a mule
I'm finna take these lil niggas to school
Good with the hands I'ma still keep a tool
Eastside jitt hungry you pussies is food
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Nigga you know what I do
Can't do what I do you don't know how I move
Pop me a bean then I get in the groove
Them niggas bitches its f*ck that whole crew
One to da face now i'm acting a mule
I'm finna take these lil niggas to school
Good with the hands I'ma still keep a tool
Eastside jitt hungry you pussies is food
Ate my bitch pussy cause that was the mood
Cuz got the trap singin just like lil dude
Can't tie with you niggas I don't wear suits
My foot on they neck lucky I ain't wear boots
Been putting in labor I want the fruits
You ain't no big dog lil bitch you a pooch
These niggas don't want real smoke like a juul
Nigga I shine just like a jewel
Nigga you know what I do
Can't do what I do you don't know how I move
Pop me a bean then I get in the groove
Them niggas bitches its f*ck that whole crew
One to da face now I'm acting a mule
I'm finna take these lil niggas to school
Good with the hands i'ma still keep a tool
Eastside jitt hungry you pussies is food
Idol Ba$ed on top missionary
Punishment that we dishing that shit is scary
Leave him red like a lobster we left him larry
I ain't going down f*ck a bond f*ck a bond that ain't no diss to barry
Two bad bitches and you know i'm in the middle
Told them hoes that they better trick on my niggas
Big based shit bitch you don't get the picture
Back in the day I was starving for love
Back in the day I would starve for attention
Niggas don't know I grew up in the trenches
Niggas don't know we was hoppin the fences
Niggas don't know we was runnin them digits
Smoke me some gas out a game or a wood
Smoke me some gas and now I'm feeling good
Real young nigga bitch this for my hood
Plot on a nigga just like its chess
Aye wassup cuz put two in his neck
Nah better yet put one in his neck
Nah f*ck it leave his ass wet
Like I leave his bitch when she beg for sex
I ain't have shit so I gotta flex
Now they all wanna know whats coming next
Bitch i'm verified without a check
Got a bad bitch and she thick
She be moving like she double-jointed
Pull my dick out then I point it
Aim it at her face and then I give her ointment
She tryna treat me like a dick appointment
I told her no she was disappointed
Bitch ima king so talk to me nice
Cuz got the glock he gone grip it like vice
Nigga you know what I do
Can't do what I do you don't know how I move
Pop me a bean then I get in the groove
Them niggas bitches its f*ck that whole crew
One to the face now I'm acting a mule
I'm finna take these lil niggas to school
Good with the hands I'ma still keep a tool
Eastside jitt hungry you pussies is food
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Writer: Deionte Ganzy
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Performed By: Idol Ba$ed
Length: 3:05
Written by: Deionte Ganzy

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