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anthony 1999 - eastside (feat. billie essco) lyrics

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[hook]
too many thieves in my left pocket
my b+tch is gorgeous
i’m buying sh+t that these banks ain’t affording
i’m wearing sh+t that my n+ggas deporting
n+gga wassup!
i got it on me
bill got it too
yea that’s my homie
i’m never lonely
all of my pants expensive, you know me
all of my friends get money, we homies

[verse 1: anthony 1999]
n+ggas wassup from the eastside, uh
bad b+tch, in love with the d+ride
not average, you n+ggas in disguise, uh
not cappin’, you n+ggas in bee hives, (let’s go!)
watch how you talk to me
watch your left when you walk with me
not one of yo dogs could spark with me, uh
not one of yo dogs could bark with me, uh

[chorus]
eastside sh+t
eastside n+gga doing eastside sh+t
eastside n+gga in a eastside fit
eastside n+gga in a hoodside pic
n+gga we ain’t f+ckin’ with 12
we ain’t even f+ckin’ with the l’s
all of my n+ggas on top
on top like a n+gga scared of the drop
on top like a n+gga scared of the top

[verse 1: billie essco]
eastside n+gga on top of the world
this top boy gettin’ top by your girl
cause i been drippin’ like i came wit a curl
i’m lane switchin’ with a thing off of turo
rap wit my youngs get to pop my sh+t
might be cool, but i pop my sh+t
glock four, fifth
match the ramona’s
these ain’t chucks
these big owens
denim brick owens you can tell by the sewing
you can tell by clothing that i been important
i been importing some fabric from africa
learned to make clothes from a n+gga in attica
black jeeps, and the red challengers
dear challengers, that’s a ladder match
jumpin’ off the rope like i’m cactus jack
f+ck it i’m about to bring fashion back

[hook x2]
too many thieves in my left pocket
my b+tch is gorgeous
i’m buying sh+t that these banks ain’t affording
i’m wearing sh+t that my n+ggas deporting
n+gga wassup!
i got it on me
bill got it too
yea that’s my homie
i’m never lonely
all of my pants expensive, you know me
all of my friends get money, we homies



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