Andre Nickatina, Shag Nasty - Scottie 15 lyrics
[Andre Nickatina, Shag Nasty - Scottie 15 lyrics]
Scottie, scottie scottie, scottie
Put the phone on ya butt it's a booty call
And I'm comin' to bust nuts on all ya'll
And I'm out
Half a blunt hangin' out my mouth
Speedin' like a demon on 101 south
I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin' nut
Ya got a gram bag get the
Zags an' roll 'er up
It's Andre Nickatina tiger comin'
Out the cuts
Maximum speed drivin' I don't give a fuck
Garcia blunt fully hunt down the cat
These bitches on the street
Muthafucka where you at
Dippin' on swayze wit my niggas from the set
The blunt went out but we ain't done yet
Get another one blaze bitch get paid
I wait for that check every 15 days
I remember high school low fuel and bushy
Cuttin' that muthafucka go gettin' pussy
Caught up in the madness
This freak was the baddest
I seen her baggy jeans and
Her ass was the fattest ooh it's Jenine
She licked my dick clean
Come right away she got a twomp sack of weed
Nigga I'm sippin
My potna's got the tay' stay sippin'
Talkin about money, hoes
Hustlin' and pimpin' i'm over
Doja like this fine bitch
Shinin' like a car in my new Stan Smith's
Cut the fade hoes get wet from the wave
Dancin' in a cage with ass for days
It's like this
I didn't know you smoke chewy bitch
Now bring the yayo too so we
Can fire up a spliff about six
My pager's talkin' to me sayin' "shit
The battery's low in this son of a bitch"
Yeah 15's pound like this
15's screamin' out bitch
15's bumpin' gangsta shit
Mind on a muthafuckin' grip
A nigga grabbed his coat when
I heard them 15"s
With a new 9 in the waistline of
Them jeans when I them 15"s heard them 15's
Grab my weed to get keyed
When I heard them 15's
Fresh out the house about to pop my p's
My niggas done swoop me
Up about twelve fifteen
What's the first thing to do?
Dip to find that weed
In that sedan de ville cadilac
Wit' the gangsta lean
I gots to pop me a knot
Soon as we hit the spot
So I can hit the ho twice and
See how much cash she got
Me and 'Dre will hop out
When we hit the parking lot
And get to flossin' on them fools like
I pulled up at the postop
Jumped out the car and we
Was feelin' like g's
I was broke that day but
Lookin' like I slang keys
But these hoes will never know
Cuz them ones will have you fat
When you off in one of them
Clubs and dressing all in black
And it was cool I had juice
To get in with a strap
In case I see one of them niggas from
Back in the days I done jacked in fact
My nigga shot done served that nigga a sac
And told me that he had 3
Mo' niggas posted out back bring this on
Cuz right by the back door is my cuzin tone
And mr blunt ready to give some nike reading
Lessons to a chump we make them bleed
Then leave the seen wit them ar 15's ar 15's
Man I don't drink cappuccino
I'm a Pisces not a Leo
Can't even strike to Reno unless
I tell my fuckin' po
Drinkin pina colata Boone staring
Hard at the moon
On the eighteenth floor of the
Hotel tryna find my room five star
Addictive like liquor at the bar
I sell tapes nigga bring it on
Cash or MasterCharge?
I gets lower than a den when
I'm strikin' on a mission
Lookin' for competition
Or maybe a couple bitches
My style is something deadly
Like a Newport cigarette
I'm a street chemist bitch
A money hungry pit
Like daffy duck I gives a fuck
It's mines it's all mines
Catch up like Heinz
Cuz I'll leave that ass behind
Come stick with me i'll bumble like a bee
Cuz my boo we was cool
Back in nine two but check it
I hit the party I sees niggas hoes and weed
And my homeboys wandered in
And don't wanna leave
Ya know what? I think not
Ya know we hate cops imagine if nigga bought
Every donut shop in the city
Fuck it in the muthafuckin' world
Greasy like a curl priceless like a pearl
Strikin' like a lighter bitin' like a biter
Bitch did you recognize my whitewall tires?
(shaggy)
Yeah man I recognize your whitewall tires
But we got to get this over with
You understand me i'm makin' moves I can't
Be standing around it might have
Been a good day for you
But, I'm a tell you it'll never be right
I stepped outside and I was tweaking
So tipsy mentally geekin'
I seen my nephew he had just got plug
He gave me credit he hooked me
Up with a proper dubb
Here come my girl I hope she got a pipe
It might of been a good day for you
Dre but for me it'll never be right
I must have been geekin' and
I stole my mama's tv
Now my little cousin and my
Nephew wanna see me
But, I ain't lookin' for them
I lookin' for a triple beam
And I'll be back later on cuz I
Heard you niggas got ice cream
Something fat never that soda
Fuckin wit the mexicans ya'll be
Havin' that peruvian yola
Straight butt naked a dobe fiends dream
Nextellin' ain't no tellin' when I put
It on a triple beam
I love that bitch if ya know what I mean
But, I ain't talkin' bout that skanless
I'm talkin bout that ice cream
Put the phone on ya butt it's a booty call
And I'm comin' to bust nuts on all ya'll
And I'm out
Half a blunt hangin' out my mouth
Speedin' like a demon on 101 south
I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin' nut
Ya got a gram bag get the
Zags an' roll 'er up
It's Andre Nickatina tiger comin'
Out the cuts
Maximum speed drivin' I don't give a fuck
Garcia blunt fully hunt down the cat
These bitches on the street
Muthafucka where you at
Dippin' on swayze wit my niggas from the set
The blunt went out but we ain't done yet
Get another one blaze bitch get paid
I wait for that check every 15 days
I remember high school low fuel and bushy
Cuttin' that muthafucka go gettin' pussy
Caught up in the madness
This freak was the baddest
I seen her baggy jeans and
Her ass was the fattest ooh it's Jenine
She licked my dick clean
Come right away she got a twomp sack of weed
Nigga I'm sippin
My potna's got the tay' stay sippin'
Talkin about money, hoes
Hustlin' and pimpin' i'm over
Doja like this fine bitch
Shinin' like a car in my new Stan Smith's
Cut the fade hoes get wet from the wave
Dancin' in a cage with ass for days
It's like this
I didn't know you smoke chewy bitch
Now bring the yayo too so we
Can fire up a spliff about six
My pager's talkin' to me sayin' "shit
The battery's low in this son of a bitch"
Yeah 15's pound like this
15's screamin' out bitch
15's bumpin' gangsta shit
Mind on a muthafuckin' grip
A nigga grabbed his coat when
I heard them 15"s
With a new 9 in the waistline of
Them jeans when I them 15"s heard them 15's
Grab my weed to get keyed
When I heard them 15's
Fresh out the house about to pop my p's
My niggas done swoop me
Up about twelve fifteen
What's the first thing to do?
Dip to find that weed
In that sedan de ville cadilac
Wit' the gangsta lean
I gots to pop me a knot
Soon as we hit the spot
So I can hit the ho twice and
See how much cash she got
Me and 'Dre will hop out
When we hit the parking lot
And get to flossin' on them fools like
I pulled up at the postop
Jumped out the car and we
Was feelin' like g's
I was broke that day but
Lookin' like I slang keys
But these hoes will never know
Cuz them ones will have you fat
When you off in one of them
Clubs and dressing all in black
And it was cool I had juice
To get in with a strap
In case I see one of them niggas from
Back in the days I done jacked in fact
My nigga shot done served that nigga a sac
And told me that he had 3
Mo' niggas posted out back bring this on
Cuz right by the back door is my cuzin tone
And mr blunt ready to give some nike reading
Lessons to a chump we make them bleed
Then leave the seen wit them ar 15's ar 15's
Man I don't drink cappuccino
I'm a Pisces not a Leo
Can't even strike to Reno unless
I tell my fuckin' po
Drinkin pina colata Boone staring
Hard at the moon
On the eighteenth floor of the
Hotel tryna find my room five star
Addictive like liquor at the bar
I sell tapes nigga bring it on
Cash or MasterCharge?
I gets lower than a den when
I'm strikin' on a mission
Lookin' for competition
Or maybe a couple bitches
My style is something deadly
Like a Newport cigarette
I'm a street chemist bitch
A money hungry pit
Like daffy duck I gives a fuck
It's mines it's all mines
Catch up like Heinz
Cuz I'll leave that ass behind
Come stick with me i'll bumble like a bee
Cuz my boo we was cool
Back in nine two but check it
I hit the party I sees niggas hoes and weed
And my homeboys wandered in
And don't wanna leave
Ya know what? I think not
Ya know we hate cops imagine if nigga bought
Every donut shop in the city
Fuck it in the muthafuckin' world
Greasy like a curl priceless like a pearl
Strikin' like a lighter bitin' like a biter
Bitch did you recognize my whitewall tires?
(shaggy)
Yeah man I recognize your whitewall tires
But we got to get this over with
You understand me i'm makin' moves I can't
Be standing around it might have
Been a good day for you
But, I'm a tell you it'll never be right
I stepped outside and I was tweaking
So tipsy mentally geekin'
I seen my nephew he had just got plug
He gave me credit he hooked me
Up with a proper dubb
Here come my girl I hope she got a pipe
It might of been a good day for you
Dre but for me it'll never be right
I must have been geekin' and
I stole my mama's tv
Now my little cousin and my
Nephew wanna see me
But, I ain't lookin' for them
I lookin' for a triple beam
And I'll be back later on cuz I
Heard you niggas got ice cream
Something fat never that soda
Fuckin wit the mexicans ya'll be
Havin' that peruvian yola
Straight butt naked a dobe fiends dream
Nextellin' ain't no tellin' when I put
It on a triple beam
I love that bitch if ya know what I mean
But, I ain't talkin' bout that skanless
I'm talkin bout that ice cream