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WESTSIDE Parlé - Bx13 to Maybach Lyrics



WESTSIDE Parlé - Bx13 to Maybach Lyrics
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They got me stuck tryna whip on the stove top
When the kitchen was dirty the pots and the pans and the roaches was making they own block
Twist my hand when its sturdy i ran up a thirty i'm worthy i'm making it so hot
From the 13 bus sliding that shit like posiden i'm riding i'm making the boat rock
Had to run it up go f*ck the summer up
And the winter was cold had to bundle up
I was freezing need heat by the stove
Plenty nights when i needed some more
And the neighbors was calling the law
You act like the bando the same f*cking floor
Play the slums i can give you a tour shooters and scammers
They slide through the camera they slip on bandana
No face on the camera no face on the camera
New York City blocks hot like Atlanta make love to the fanta
I know a dancer look like Riahnna
Loving yo highlights all in designer
I know the sqaud is hooked on you mama i know you really want you a sponsor
I know you not gonna get it
Play the strip imma ball with my pivot
See me travel the road for them digits
Know the social and all the specifics
Know the addy the info they not gonna clip it I been to that spot imma rig it
Heard the manager thought i'm suspicious
I'm black as you seen in the pictures of Muslims and Indians
Sitting at the table with dinner then
Pilgrims was spilling they wisdom
Invite us to prison then call it Thanksgiving cuz we gotta eat
Shit you aint heard it form me
I give the word out for free
You hear the talk for it behind the power like a small forward
I mean we all gorgeous young black and Forbes calling
Lights awning bright morning
God got me coffee probably woke me up
The hope is up the faith is better I been thru weather
To knock me over stood tall i'm back with motor
The drive is fast down Ogden ave
Peso papi nigga want a feature probably
Wasn't there when I was trapping out the building lobby
Nights was late the pack was stolen
You know that feeling when ya back and the wall is holding
And you stuck on the stove top
When the kitchen was dirty the pots and the pans and the roaches was making they own block
Twist my hand when its sturdy i ran up a thirty i'm worthy i'm making it so hot
From the 13 bus sliding that shit like posiden i'm riding i'm making the boat rock
Had to run it up go f*ck the summer up
And the winter was cold had to bundle up
I was freezing need heat by the stove
Plenty nights when i needed some more
And the neighbors was calling the law
You act like the bando the same f*cking floor
Play the slums i can give you a tour shooters and scammers
They slide through the camera they slip on bandana
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They got me stuck tryna whip on the stove top
When the kitchen was dirty the pots and the pans and the roaches was making they own block
Twist my hand when its sturdy i ran up a thirty i'm worthy i'm making it so hot
From the 13 bus sliding that shit like posiden i'm riding i'm making the boat rock
Had to run it up go f*ck the summer up
And the winter was cold had to bundle up
I was freezing need heat by the stove
Plenty nights when i needed some more
And the neighbors was calling the law
You act like the bando the same f*cking floor
Play the slums i can give you a tour shooters and scammers
They slide through the camera they slip on bandana
No face on the camera no face on the camera
New York City blocks hot like Atlanta make love to the fanta
I know a dancer look like Riahnna
Loving yo highlights all in designer
I know the sqaud is hooked on you mama i know you really want you a sponsor
I know you not gonna get it
Play the strip imma ball with my pivot
See me travel the road for them digits
Know the social and all the specifics
Know the addy the info they not gonna clip it I been to that spot imma rig it
Heard the manager thought i'm suspicious
I'm black as you seen in the pictures of Muslims and Indians
Sitting at the table with dinner then
Pilgrims was spilling they wisdom
Invite us to prison then call it Thanksgiving cuz we gotta eat
Shit you aint heard it form me
I give the word out for free
You hear the talk for it behind the power like a small forward
I mean we all gorgeous young black and Forbes calling
Lights awning bright morning
God got me coffee probably woke me up
The hope is up the faith is better I been thru weather
To knock me over stood tall i'm back with motor
The drive is fast down Ogden ave
Peso papi nigga want a feature probably
Wasn't there when I was trapping out the building lobby
Nights was late the pack was stolen
You know that feeling when ya back and the wall is holding
And you stuck on the stove top
When the kitchen was dirty the pots and the pans and the roaches was making they own block
Twist my hand when its sturdy i ran up a thirty i'm worthy i'm making it so hot
From the 13 bus sliding that shit like posiden i'm riding i'm making the boat rock
Had to run it up go f*ck the summer up
And the winter was cold had to bundle up
I was freezing need heat by the stove
Plenty nights when i needed some more
And the neighbors was calling the law
You act like the bando the same f*cking floor
Play the slums i can give you a tour shooters and scammers
They slide through the camera they slip on bandana
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Writer: Jamel Parker
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Performed By: WESTSIDE Parlé
Length: 2:48
Written by: Jamel Parker
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