Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Scottie 15 Lyrics

scottie,scottie

scottie,scottie



(andre nickatina)

put the phone on ya but it's the booty call

and I'm comin' ta 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 muthaf*ckin' 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 f*ck

garcia blunt fully hunt down the cat

these bitches on the street muthaf*cka were you at

dippin' on swayze wit my niggas from tha set

the blunt went out but we ain't done yet

get another one blaze

bitch get paid

a welfare that check every 15 days

i remember highschool lowfuel and bushy

cuttin' that muthaf*cka 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 sac 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 or my news stands smith

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 yale 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 muthaf*ckin' grip

(shaggie)

a nigga graped 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 but find that weed

in that sedan de ville cadilac wit' the gangsta lean

I gots to pop me a not

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 pooled 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 neva know

cuz them ones will have you fat

when you off in one of them clubs anddressing 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 jact

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 a.r. 15's

a.r. 15's

(andre nickatina)

man I don't drink cappacino

I'm a picses not a leo

can't even strike to reno unless I tell my f*ckin' p.o.

drinkin pina colata brooms staring hard at the moon

on the eightteenth floor hopin' I can find my room

five star

adictive like liquor at the bar

I sell tapes nigga bring it on cash or master charge

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 daffey duck I gives a f*ck

it's mines it's all mines

catch a flight in hienz

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 and these niggas holdin weed

and i hold it in at my heart and don't wanna leave

yeah what I think not

ya know we hate cops

imagine if nigga bought

every donut shop

in the city

f*ck it in the muthaf*ckin' world

greesy 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 makein' 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,but for me it'll never be right

I must have been geekin' and I stole my mama's t.v.

now my little brother 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

f*ckin wit the mexicans ya'll be havin' that peruvian yola

strait 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 icecream