EASTSIDE

Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you
Man, I hate being without you
Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you

Bend me over, make me touch my toes
Something sexy for all my hoes
Something sexy for all my woes
They'll never compete, never compare a real bitch to a sheep
I'll roll you bitches up, no Swisher Sweet
He lickin' me from the crack to my feet
Wanna go south, but I might take him east
East, because it's eastside
Man, it's eastside
Real bitches know eastside

Man, it's eastside
Ride him back to back, he play my mixtape, A-B side
Man, he fresh outta that joint, no more appointments
Acting like he the boss, Big Mama's anointed
Chanelly all on my toes, 10K for a show
Shout out to my bitches who see real from the foes
I just wanna hold you (uh)
Got hooked like I done sold you (uh)
Three pounds of that Chris Rock
One of one, I done told you (uh)
You my Cupid, stickin' the bow in
You the yin to my yang, Bowen
You say: Yo, I'm yo-yoing
LA, I'm in a Boeing

Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you
Man, I hate being without you
Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you

Bend me over, make me touch my toes
Something sexy for all my hoes
Something sexy for all my woes
They'll never compete, never compare a real bitch to a sheep
I'll roll you bitches up, no Swisher Sweet
He lickin' me from the crack to my feet
Wanna go south, but I might take him east

Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you
Man, I hate being without you
Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you

Uh, and tell him it's mine
Tell all them bitches it's mine
I'ma be havin' your son
I'ma be runnin' first base, them I'ma go hit the home run
Bitches can't beat me, bitches can't be, wanna be me
I'm that bitch, drop LV, treat me (yeah)
I want you, hold you for ransom
Hold your name high like an anthem (handsome)
I'm gonna pounce like a panther
Get on it, bounce like I'm Prancer, Dancer, Dixon
Man, it can't fit in
You don't need fixing, you got me smitten (uh)
And it's all written
I'ma be your wife, cooking up in the kitchen
I'ma be your wife, that's right
I fell first but you fell twice
I'm your vice (uh), quick to take that heart off ice (yeah)
Bitches can't see me, bitches can't be, wanna be, wanna be me
Bitches can't see me
I'm that bitch, drop LV, treat me

Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you
Man, I hate being without you
Late nights in the A and I'm up late thinkin' about you

Bend me over, make me touch my toes
Something sexy for all my hoes
Something sexy for all my woes
They'll never compete, never compare a real bitch to a sheep
I'll roll you bitches up, no Swisher Sweet
He lickin' me from the crack to my feet
Wanna go south, but I might take him east