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Dave East - On Sight Lyrics



Dave East - On Sight Lyrics
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As soon as I see you

And you know I'm gon' need that, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
Yeah, I gotta have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (talk to me)
Say she want it, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
I'ma let her have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (let's work), on sight, yeah, yeah (talk to me)

I've been lit the whole night
I got my gun in the club, I don't wanna fight (at all)
JFK in the morning, I got a long flight (gone)
Shawty a freak, she should be on a porn site
I'ma make this left when niggas goin' right (skrrt)
Soon as we leave this spot, she know that it's on sight
I can't even lie, I come from a hard life (hard)
I always got it cheaper, I ain't payin' y'all price (nah)
Foreign creep at night, automatic fog lights
F*ck her so good, she can't even walk right (ah)
All black hoodie on, but it's Off-White (Virgol)
I don't give no money out, I give 'em all pipe
Looking at me funny, now they gon' be alright
It ain't Rugs Weekend but I pulled up all white
Them drugs got you tweaking, we see you, it's on sight
I ain't text her back the whole weekend, she wan' fight

And you know I'm gon' need that, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
Yeah, I gotta have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (talk to me)
Say she want it, on sight (let's work)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (let's work)
I'ma let her have it, on sight (let's work)
On sight (less talk), on sight, yeah, yeah (let's work)

I wonder when I'm gone, do she miss me?
Or do she miss that 1942 or that Henny?
All around the city, they know me for gettin' busy
Patek dancing like Diddy
Rolling cookies to Biggie
Camera lights on me, fresh like it's prom night (prom night)
Opps in a tinted, handle business on sight
I told 'em I don't get caught up chasing the wrong life
You can't be out here gambling, shooting the wrong dice
You can riff all you want to, trip when I come through
Strip when them ones through
I'm just here to f*ck you
I'ma always want you when nobody want you
I'm so hot now, just tryna see what that tongue do
She shows up as soon as I showed up
Neck and wrist already got ice, I don't need no cuff
I don't play the bar, on the couch is where we post up
Your wife got some pics on her phone she'll never post up

And you know I'm gon' need that, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
Yeah, I gotta have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (talk to me)
Say she want it, on sight (on sight)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (let's work)
I'ma let her have it, on sight (on sight)
On sight (on sight), on sight, yeah, yeah

Let's work, let's work, lets work
On sight, on sight, talk to me
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As soon as I see you

And you know I'm gon' need that, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
Yeah, I gotta have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (talk to me)
Say she want it, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
I'ma let her have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (let's work), on sight, yeah, yeah (talk to me)

I've been lit the whole night
I got my gun in the club, I don't wanna fight (at all)
JFK in the morning, I got a long flight (gone)
Shawty a freak, she should be on a porn site
I'ma make this left when niggas goin' right (skrrt)
Soon as we leave this spot, she know that it's on sight
I can't even lie, I come from a hard life (hard)
I always got it cheaper, I ain't payin' y'all price (nah)
Foreign creep at night, automatic fog lights
F*ck her so good, she can't even walk right (ah)
All black hoodie on, but it's Off-White (Virgol)
I don't give no money out, I give 'em all pipe
Looking at me funny, now they gon' be alright
It ain't Rugs Weekend but I pulled up all white
Them drugs got you tweaking, we see you, it's on sight
I ain't text her back the whole weekend, she wan' fight

And you know I'm gon' need that, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
Yeah, I gotta have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (talk to me)
Say she want it, on sight (let's work)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (let's work)
I'ma let her have it, on sight (let's work)
On sight (less talk), on sight, yeah, yeah (let's work)

I wonder when I'm gone, do she miss me?
Or do she miss that 1942 or that Henny?
All around the city, they know me for gettin' busy
Patek dancing like Diddy
Rolling cookies to Biggie
Camera lights on me, fresh like it's prom night (prom night)
Opps in a tinted, handle business on sight
I told 'em I don't get caught up chasing the wrong life
You can't be out here gambling, shooting the wrong dice
You can riff all you want to, trip when I come through
Strip when them ones through
I'm just here to f*ck you
I'ma always want you when nobody want you
I'm so hot now, just tryna see what that tongue do
She shows up as soon as I showed up
Neck and wrist already got ice, I don't need no cuff
I don't play the bar, on the couch is where we post up
Your wife got some pics on her phone she'll never post up

And you know I'm gon' need that, on sight (let's work)
On sight (let's work), on sight (let's work)
Yeah, I gotta have it, on sight (talk to me)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (talk to me)
Say she want it, on sight (on sight)
On sight (talk to me), on sight (let's work)
I'ma let her have it, on sight (on sight)
On sight (on sight), on sight, yeah, yeah

Let's work, let's work, lets work
On sight, on sight, talk to me
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Writer: David Brewster, Tyrone Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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Performed By: Dave East
From Album: Survival
Written by: David Brewster, Tyrone Griffin

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