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Vybe Therapy - 11216 Lyrics



Vybe Therapy - 11216 Lyrics




I bet you love me in the summer when its lit
Pull up on me and I'll show you how it gets
I bust a move and bring it right back to the crib
Thats how we live
In the 11216
See I learn everything I know right on the ave
Shorty like a nigga style, I don't get gassed
I bet she love me in the summer when its lit
Back at the crib
We in the 11216

From where we keep the beef alive foes don't turn into homies
And niggas die with hoop dreams, never turn into Kobe
All our pops stayed living single never turned into Obies
And all the friends I grew up with done somehow turned into co-ds
Hold a session in the stair case, peep the hand shake
Girl you good, but ya mans aint - and thats for their sake
F*ck a waffle need that pan-cake, no squares in my circle
Make that money come in early like i gave it cerfew
In the school of hard knocks Ima letterman
Momma forced me out the hood to make a better man
Me and my niggas trade war stories like we veterans
Grandmas didnt bake but i bet she got that Entenmann's
Most my niggas in or on the run so i wont say names
Reppin in the burbs, come back - pull up on the A-train
Know that these is facts, free the trap
Had to leave and see the map just to see the shit we had so i gotta bring it back

Where you from, Where you going
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
I just wanna, I just wanna
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
Didn't mean to leave, there was just some things I needed to see
I just wanna bring it back home to my niggas
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna

I bet you love me in the summer when its lit
Pull up on me and I'll show you how it gets
I bust a move and bring it right back to the crib
Thats how we live
In the 11216
See I learn everything I know right on the ave
Shorty like a nigga style, I don't get gassed
I bet she love me in the summer when its lit
Back at the crib
We in the 11216

Ya man, he puddin- do things he couldn't
Beat that 3-9, one year for each bullet
We got success in the vision, they thought we wouldn't
Too many chefs in the ktchen, f*ck that - we cooking
See I prolly get my arrogance from niggas down on Farragut
I came up in the East, but yo tell The Stuy im back again
Cuz thats where shit was happening, that energys real
Even if they try to turn the hood to beverly hills

Where you from, Where you going
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
I just wanna, I just wanna
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
Didn't mean to leave, there was just some things I needed to see
I just wanna bring it back home to my niggas
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna

I bet you love me in the summer when its lit
Pull up on me and I'll show you how it gets
I bust a move and bring it right back to the crib
Thats how we live
In the 11216
See I learn everything I know right on the ave
Shorty like a nigga style, I don't get gassed
I bet she love me in the summer when its lit
Back at the crib
We in the 11216
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I bet you love me in the summer when its lit
Pull up on me and I'll show you how it gets
I bust a move and bring it right back to the crib
Thats how we live
In the 11216
See I learn everything I know right on the ave
Shorty like a nigga style, I don't get gassed
I bet she love me in the summer when its lit
Back at the crib
We in the 11216

From where we keep the beef alive foes don't turn into homies
And niggas die with hoop dreams, never turn into Kobe
All our pops stayed living single never turned into Obies
And all the friends I grew up with done somehow turned into co-ds
Hold a session in the stair case, peep the hand shake
Girl you good, but ya mans aint - and thats for their sake
F*ck a waffle need that pan-cake, no squares in my circle
Make that money come in early like i gave it cerfew
In the school of hard knocks Ima letterman
Momma forced me out the hood to make a better man
Me and my niggas trade war stories like we veterans
Grandmas didnt bake but i bet she got that Entenmann's
Most my niggas in or on the run so i wont say names
Reppin in the burbs, come back - pull up on the A-train
Know that these is facts, free the trap
Had to leave and see the map just to see the shit we had so i gotta bring it back

Where you from, Where you going
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
I just wanna, I just wanna
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
Didn't mean to leave, there was just some things I needed to see
I just wanna bring it back home to my niggas
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna

I bet you love me in the summer when its lit
Pull up on me and I'll show you how it gets
I bust a move and bring it right back to the crib
Thats how we live
In the 11216
See I learn everything I know right on the ave
Shorty like a nigga style, I don't get gassed
I bet she love me in the summer when its lit
Back at the crib
We in the 11216

Ya man, he puddin- do things he couldn't
Beat that 3-9, one year for each bullet
We got success in the vision, they thought we wouldn't
Too many chefs in the ktchen, f*ck that - we cooking
See I prolly get my arrogance from niggas down on Farragut
I came up in the East, but yo tell The Stuy im back again
Cuz thats where shit was happening, that energys real
Even if they try to turn the hood to beverly hills

Where you from, Where you going
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
I just wanna, I just wanna
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna
Didn't mean to leave, there was just some things I needed to see
I just wanna bring it back home to my niggas
Bring it back home bring it back home I just wanna

I bet you love me in the summer when its lit
Pull up on me and I'll show you how it gets
I bust a move and bring it right back to the crib
Thats how we live
In the 11216
See I learn everything I know right on the ave
Shorty like a nigga style, I don't get gassed
I bet she love me in the summer when its lit
Back at the crib
We in the 11216
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