Head to the corner of Amsterdam and Gelato
And hit up Rod, say I need to re-up, I'm coppin' that Rado
Pass on the Skyy 'cause I brought my own bottle
Triple X like my chick, but I sip, I don't swallow
'Cause the clips all follow, and my tips all hollow
If I ain't have it for you today, I'ma get it by tomorrow
Down in Brooklyn, why'd I do that
I'ma be back
I love the feeling being on stage and just watchin' 'em all react like
Ayo Razor, that's you, that's you
I'm just sitting in the crowd with an air of that's how we do
'Cause the situation is proof
You don't gotta get it to know the shit I'm saying is true
We hit the stu', I'm talking text when I let it spray in the booth
I see the game ain't close to finishing, I'ma stay in it, shoot
She like to kiss it on the side like her lips were playing the flute
You know she with it 'cause I'm playing harmonica on her too, ay
We hitting limits, let me take you on a jetride
They dropping jewels, we doing better, let baguettes fly
Get to the top, applying pressure as I be paying my dues
We'll make it soon, for now I'm rolling up the next right
Chillin' on the westside
Chillin' on the westside
I'm just chillin' on the westside
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Head to the corner of Amsterdam and Gelato
And hit up Rod, say I need to re-up, I'm coppin' that Rado
Pass on the Skyy 'cause I brought my own bottle
Triple X like my chick, but I sip, I don't swallow
'Cause the clips all follow, and my tips all hollow
If I ain't have it for you today, I'ma get it by tomorrow
Down in Brooklyn, why'd I do that
I'ma be back
I love the feeling being on stage and just watchin' 'em all react like
Ayo Razor, that's you, that's you
I'm just sitting in the crowd with an air of that's how we do
'Cause the situation is proof
You don't gotta get it to know the shit I'm saying is true
We hit the stu', I'm talking text when I let it spray in the booth
I see the game ain't close to finishing, I'ma stay in it, shoot
She like to kiss it on the side like her lips were playing the flute
You know she with it 'cause I'm playing harmonica on her too, ay
We hitting limits, let me take you on a jetride
They dropping jewels, we doing better, let baguettes fly
Get to the top, applying pressure as I be paying my dues
We'll make it soon, for now I'm rolling up the next right
Chillin' on the westside
Chillin' on the westside
I'm just chillin' on the westside
And hit up Rod, say I need to re-up, I'm coppin' that Rado
Pass on the Skyy 'cause I brought my own bottle
Triple X like my chick, but I sip, I don't swallow
'Cause the clips all follow, and my tips all hollow
If I ain't have it for you today, I'ma get it by tomorrow
Down in Brooklyn, why'd I do that
I'ma be back
I love the feeling being on stage and just watchin' 'em all react like
Ayo Razor, that's you, that's you
I'm just sitting in the crowd with an air of that's how we do
'Cause the situation is proof
You don't gotta get it to know the shit I'm saying is true
We hit the stu', I'm talking text when I let it spray in the booth
I see the game ain't close to finishing, I'ma stay in it, shoot
She like to kiss it on the side like her lips were playing the flute
You know she with it 'cause I'm playing harmonica on her too, ay
We hitting limits, let me take you on a jetride
They dropping jewels, we doing better, let baguettes fly
Get to the top, applying pressure as I be paying my dues
We'll make it soon, for now I'm rolling up the next right
Chillin' on the westside
Chillin' on the westside
I'm just chillin' on the westside
Writer: Ramon Regidor
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