Chris Brown, Tyga - Westside lyrics

Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson]

[Chris Brown, Tyga - Westside lyrics]

Uh, a hundred thou', three kilos
My chain is illegal
My life a Tarantino, the mall
You in the sequel
It's big dollars fuckin' with this big screen
Shit done got crazy on the side lately
Tell her don't scream kick it like dojo
Know you used to the finer things
Raised from good homes
Imagine how that pussy leak
Hood Mona Lis', model for me in that lingerie
Diamonds covered rosary
Say a prayer then I eat
Downtown, penthouse, see the city sleep
All six bitches still high from last week
Back at it, the routine is automatic
They love my aesthetics
I love they ass clappin'
It's all sex, we do it the best on the West
They say I walk around like I
Got a S on my chest
SLR ordered, that bitch comin' tomorrow
King shit, dome arrows
Who you think you out here for? So come on

I see you workin' that, baby (yeah)
You need to bring your ass to the Westside
(Haha) tonight we tryna freak some
Bring a friend, bring a friend
It's a threesome (yeah, let's do it) , yeah
So tell me, girl, what you drink?
We gon' have a good time it's a party (yeah)
Oh, yeah, girl, it's a party
So bring your ass to the Westside

Look, Virginia nigga on a
California king size (yeah)
Pull your panties to the left, let a G slide
Bonnie and Clyde, ride or die
That's what you need right?
Her daddy OG, she grew up on the Eastside
Bumpin' and humpin' like it's nothin'
Feel like a asthmatic
Sixty-nine her favorite
That's simple mathematics
And she can tell by my eyes
I love that ass clappin'
A nigga lookin' surprised
She got my name tatted (Oh oh oh)
She a fan, fuck any nigga affiliated
Went from drug dealers in sports
This bitch done graduated
But I deal with her
And let her think she made it
I'ma spend it all, shit, I'm just playin'
Baby a hundred K for the strippers
Just me and my niggas after that
We party with bitches and sippin' on liquor
In LA, them niggas let them TEC's fly
Shit, that's how we do it on the Westside
Ha!

(Oh, yeah)
I see you workin' that, baby (yeah, baby)
You need to bring your ass to the Westside
(Fucked up) tonight we tryna freak some
(Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bring a friend, bring a
Friend, it's a threesome, yeah
So tell me, girl, what you drink?
We gon' have a good time (yeah) it's a party
Oh, yeah, girl, it's a party
So bring your ass to the Westside

If you ready, just give me a sign, girl
'Cause that body looks amazin', girl
And I'm ready to give you
The time of your life, baby
I think you deserve a chance
Girl, I'm fallin' in love tonight
(Uh, tonight)
My hand up your thigh (Your thigh)
I see you don't give a fuck tonight (Tonight)
Girl, show you right (Show you right)
Let's not waste our time (Uh)
Like it's a nine-to-five
(Don't wanna waste time)
Me and you, both together
We gettin' freaky on the Westside

(And girl, I see you)
I see you workin' that, baby (yeah, baby)
You need to bring your ass to the Westside
(yeah ah ah) tonight we tryna freak some
(Gettin' fucked up)
Bring a friend, bring a friend
It's a threesome (It's a, haha) , yeah
(So tell me)
So tell me, girl, what you drink?
We gon' have a good time
(We gon' have a good time, turn up)
It's a party (yeah)
Oh, yeah, girl, it's a party
So bring your ass to the Westside

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