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Eastside Blues Video (MV)




Performed By: Jacquees
Length: 2:46
Written by: Jacquees Broadnax




Jacquees - Eastside Blues Lyrics
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Cheers, nigga
We gotta take a shot of this one or somethin'
VSOP, 'cause I'm a very in special
I mean I'm very, very special

I'm just a nigga from the Eastside (Eastside)
White tees, throwin' peace signs (peace signs, like Crenshaw)
Backwoods, stuff a three-five (right)
No cap, this is my life
I got some bitches by the Westin (facts)
Winter clock, now they strippin' (uh-huh)
Another woman, we're just filmin' (right)
Scrollin' through my phone, I started textin'
Slim thick with a backside (backside)
Talk shit, but she act nice (she act nice)
She know I'm legit, paid a big price (big price)
Lookin' like her lick, all of this ice (this ice)
Yeah, yeah

Girl pick up your phone, it's me, yeah I'm callin'
Know just what I'm on, come on, girl stop stallin'
Two shots and a blunt wasn't a message (a message)
Make a nigga praise your body, you a blessing (a blessing)

Say that you ain't home alone, then who's with you?
Say you with your friend, but I'm tryna come get you
I peeped the vibe that you tryna add your best friend
Deep stroke, backstroke, this a lesson

Uh-huh, ayy
Yeah, yeah

I got a vibe for these bad bitches (these bad bitches, right)
Don't give a f*ck 'bout her past bidness (her past bidness, I don't)
I pull up in a black Bentley (a black Bentley, like skrrt)
We can stunt, just don't act different (don't act different, don't)
Nine outta ten, I'm on the Eastside (Eastside, ooh)
OG's, drinkin' moonshine (moonshine)
I'm FYB, 'til a nigga die ('til a nigga die)
Cut my nigga's a piece of the pie (ayy-ayy)
You the baddest, you don't even try (don't even try)
Arch your back and I'ma rub your thighs (and I'ma rub your thighs)
I got this stick, today you paralyzed (paralyzed)
Open your legs, let's go to paradise

"Bae pick up your phone, it's me, yeah I'm callin'" ('cause I'm callin')
Know just what I'm on, come on, girl stop stallin' (so stop stallin')
Two shots and a blunt was in the message (it's in the message)
Make a nigga praise your body, you a blessing (oh, you a blessing)

Say that you ain't home alone, then who's with you? (Ooh)
Say you with your friend but I'm tryna come get you (I'm tryna come get you)
I peeped the vibe that you tryna add your best friend (your best friend)
Deep stroke, backstroke, this a lesson (this a lesson)
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Cheers, nigga
We gotta take a shot of this one or somethin'
VSOP, 'cause I'm a very in special
I mean I'm very, very special

I'm just a nigga from the Eastside (Eastside)
White tees, throwin' peace signs (peace signs, like Crenshaw)
Backwoods, stuff a three-five (right)
No cap, this is my life
I got some bitches by the Westin (facts)
Winter clock, now they strippin' (uh-huh)
Another woman, we're just filmin' (right)
Scrollin' through my phone, I started textin'
Slim thick with a backside (backside)
Talk shit, but she act nice (she act nice)
She know I'm legit, paid a big price (big price)
Lookin' like her lick, all of this ice (this ice)
Yeah, yeah

Girl pick up your phone, it's me, yeah I'm callin'
Know just what I'm on, come on, girl stop stallin'
Two shots and a blunt wasn't a message (a message)
Make a nigga praise your body, you a blessing (a blessing)

Say that you ain't home alone, then who's with you?
Say you with your friend, but I'm tryna come get you
I peeped the vibe that you tryna add your best friend
Deep stroke, backstroke, this a lesson

Uh-huh, ayy
Yeah, yeah

I got a vibe for these bad bitches (these bad bitches, right)
Don't give a f*ck 'bout her past bidness (her past bidness, I don't)
I pull up in a black Bentley (a black Bentley, like skrrt)
We can stunt, just don't act different (don't act different, don't)
Nine outta ten, I'm on the Eastside (Eastside, ooh)
OG's, drinkin' moonshine (moonshine)
I'm FYB, 'til a nigga die ('til a nigga die)
Cut my nigga's a piece of the pie (ayy-ayy)
You the baddest, you don't even try (don't even try)
Arch your back and I'ma rub your thighs (and I'ma rub your thighs)
I got this stick, today you paralyzed (paralyzed)
Open your legs, let's go to paradise

"Bae pick up your phone, it's me, yeah I'm callin'" ('cause I'm callin')
Know just what I'm on, come on, girl stop stallin' (so stop stallin')
Two shots and a blunt was in the message (it's in the message)
Make a nigga praise your body, you a blessing (oh, you a blessing)

Say that you ain't home alone, then who's with you? (Ooh)
Say you with your friend but I'm tryna come get you (I'm tryna come get you)
I peeped the vibe that you tryna add your best friend (your best friend)
Deep stroke, backstroke, this a lesson (this a lesson)
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Writer: Jacquees Broadnax
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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