Eastside Tank

Verse 1:
b#tch get in the kitchen, best do them dishes, better fold my clothes for i start tripping (b#tch) you ain’t make my lunch right imma start dipping (like nah real sh#t like why you f#ck up my lunch imma smack the sh#t out you keep playing with me) i got ten hoes you can only have one, i got ten poles you can ride all of em, i know that i’m wrong but i ain’t never saying sorry, miss one call then i’m gone but you can’t call me, which one mom or sis knock ‘em off me, i might smack ya son wit a brick he keep talkin

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How you left me in the cold i ain’t never forget it, in the winter wit no coat hella snow you b#tch, yea you said you’d hold it down and i really believed it, why they talking like they hard they a couple of b#tches, why you lying say he ain’t but i know that he hitting, yea it’s crazy how we went from walking roads to a bentley
Gotta handle my business, saying that you playing but i know you ain’t kidding

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Cold hearted killa’s turned strippers, solid #ss real ones turned b#tches, when i take you out it’s no limit, if i love you then i love you no different, prop #ss money whole gimmicks, (yea)
How you saying that you was gone hold me down when you didn’t, why the f#ck do i got give anchy laces still tripping, (uh) if i cop a bag then you know that imma flip it, imma ride for my people yea you know that i’ll be wit it

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Take my style tell em give it back, big dog got a bigger gat, violent when i’m really sad, distract myself with little raps, sit down and just let it pass
(yea) that be working but lately i feel it ain’t, you been on my mind, wish we could be together we can’t

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