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robby drew – lake side lyrics

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[hook]
chilling up on lakeside
not the fake side
they look at my success like they want to taste mine
hoping all you snakes die
as we let the b-ss fly
in that post college cl-ss trying to graduate mine
chilling up on lakeside
not the fake side
they look at my success like they want to taste mine
hoping all you snakes die
as we let the b-ss fly
in that post college cl-ss trying to graduate mine

[verse 1: robby drew]
yo piano keys so elegant
i always keep it relevant
but why should i give a f-ck like i was celibate
trying to gain some recognition
might just start a petition
so you politicians can get a glimpse of my vision
chillin up in cl-ss trying to get my bachelor’s
didn’t work out on to the next chapter
told them i’m a rapper
voices filled with laughter
d-mn robbydrew, you’s a mothaf-ckin b-st-rd!
that’s word
to my mothaf-ckin city
ronkonkoma, know for getting drunk and shitty
and if you f-ckin with me here’s a token of appreciation
verses so ill you gon’ need some f-ckin medication
i devote my education to this notepad
now that’s what i call dedication
even after i graduated
freshened up my resume just yesterday
for this rap profession
trying to get myself on the freshman

[hook]

[verse 2: k-ca$h]
i said this that
what is that?
underground piff rap
gifted g*nius serving l.i. with that gift rap
with the home town collab
but i always did my own thing
married to the music in love with money i buy my own ring
said this is how we get down
poppin bottles cristal
so don’t be so down
when i pop up in that new benz in my old town
pimps up but the hoes in top down
look what you started i can’t stop now
when i walk up in the spot i can take my pick
i’m a pit with the mic that’s word to vick
don’t get me started
my flow is retarded
how he spit so hood but he look so harvard?
f-ck a stereo type
bury the mic
don’t matter if you red, black, yellow, or white
f-ck a stereo type, but i’m tight for the stereo like, for the stereo like
riding up the block while i’m b-mpin my new shit
hop in, then she give me brain she go stupid
i swish when i’m hoopin
rarely miss when i’m shootin
b-ss up, top down, lake side we be cruisin like ca$h

[hook]



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