Southeast X Southwest (feat. Essence Ransome & DJ M3L)

Welcome to... Wicked Wednesdayz

Mid of the week, I can't take my ass to sleep
I been pushing through the city, on a interstate creep
I been trying to get this bread, and trying to make cheese
When I was a Young Buck, y'all tried to negate me
Now I'm older conquering, I been getting dollars since
Purple Rain and bottles Prince, fucc yo' old white collar shit
Hit the club and bought the VIP, sitting like I own the spot
Pregame at the crib, then we meet up at the parking lot
Pushing that game, pushing that dope, the scene ain't change, you just slow
Urbody bang, and got that scope, netflix special, this shit a joke
Fucc it though, everybody know y'all a fluke, spent a dub-five on the wangs' and the Hook
Came to have fun, wanna' see you get loose, while I'm hanging with the muthfuccn' crew

Tipping on 4-4's yea, wrapped in 4-4's yea
Pimpin' fasho yea, paccing 4-4's Yea
Blowing on that.A, PlayStation my kinfolk
Five percent tint, so you can't see up in my window

A, naw see look, this, all I came for is this
I'm just sipping on this
Everythang' y'all got with an E and an X, I don't do none of that
Not even with a C, I'm straight on it baby-girl, nahtalmbout
Naw shawta look, I just came for the D'ussé cause it's gon make do what you say and That's it ya feel me
Naw, ya friends doing something else, but, you and me, we could, we could probably Work on something
You feel what I'm saying
This drank, this drank crazy right now

Sipping on the D'uss, sipping on the drank, sipping on The Juice
Shawna look bad and she came with the spruce, can't have fun cause' my thoughts Getting loose
I'm on the inside just trying to have fun, when the outside really on fi
Brotha's and sista's, losing they souls, got me thinking, am I gon' die
Feel like my only friend is this drank, A, knowing that I'm lonely
Thinking bout all the wrong thangs', while I'm chilling out with the homies
Be in the moment, okay fasho, damn, get it together bra
Hold up, hold up, damn this shit strong
What you laughing for

Oh, shit
Hold up... whoa... where my cup go
Like the, like the room spinning
Fucc
Shit

Man I'm tipping on 4-4's shawta, wrapped in 4-4's
Man I'm tipping On 4-4's shawta, wrapped in 4-4's
I said Southeast X Southwest
Southeast X Southwest
Southeast X Southwest
Southeast X South.West, West

H-Town

Nephew, nephew, fucc going on round here
Nigga where ya chains at, fucc ya wallet at
Bra you got these yella' hoes butt-ass naked and shit in front of my house Boa
What is this
Bra, stand up straight
What is this
I ain't teach you this
The hell, when you ever seen me strip Boa
Man, boy, what the hell is wrong with you
Where the playa' at
I taught you all yo life to be playa
Now look at you
D'ussé make me do what you say
Simon says ya naked nigga
Fuccing D'ussé
Man, I can't even believe them, I can't
You know why this wouldn't happen to me huh
You know why



Credits
Writer(s): Essence Ransome
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