West Coast
Crabs in the barrel all around me
So somewhere out of town is where they found me
In a room all cloudy
Half sleep from long nights getting rowdy
With a bad shawty
From Atlanta
But her pops live out in Cali
For the winter and the summer
She be gone, gone, gone
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast
I gotta move, I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
I gotta move I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Had a sight, had a mind
But that ain't accurate (No)
I be always on their mind
If it's happening (yeah)
You be knowing what's happening
Social sights, not social
Spying like it by accident (yeah)
And shawty, she a masterpiece (yeah)
I mean nothing you heard for
Like after me yeah, yeah, yeah
I be moving at her fastest speed
I be all the places that you cannot be
I gotta move, I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
I gotta move I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
I met this chick from Maryland
Wanna take her to Gerryland
Got a Cartier bracelet and I'm talking every band
But she's so bad
She can go and get that from any man
So I stepped it up on her
Cause she know I ain't just any man
Damn, her man's tried to box me out
She still let me slam
I got behind her and crushed her like a Pepsi can
50K on a watch, damn, that's a heavy hand
But if I had it or not, she'll still be a fan
She's so loyal and that's sexy
Even though my life messy she gets me
She don't stress me
Especially when she ballin' on these bitches, Lisa Leslie
And she deserves a trophy
That's a ESPY, yeah, you get me?
You get me (You get me)
Gone, gone, gone
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast
Gang, gone, gone
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast
Back on the west coast
Back on the west coast
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast (West coast, west coast)
So somewhere out of town is where they found me
In a room all cloudy
Half sleep from long nights getting rowdy
With a bad shawty
From Atlanta
But her pops live out in Cali
For the winter and the summer
She be gone, gone, gone
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast
I gotta move, I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
I gotta move I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Had a sight, had a mind
But that ain't accurate (No)
I be always on their mind
If it's happening (yeah)
You be knowing what's happening
Social sights, not social
Spying like it by accident (yeah)
And shawty, she a masterpiece (yeah)
I mean nothing you heard for
Like after me yeah, yeah, yeah
I be moving at her fastest speed
I be all the places that you cannot be
I gotta move, I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
I gotta move I gotta move, yea (Move yea)
Cause I don't wanna lose ya (Lose ya)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
I met this chick from Maryland
Wanna take her to Gerryland
Got a Cartier bracelet and I'm talking every band
But she's so bad
She can go and get that from any man
So I stepped it up on her
Cause she know I ain't just any man
Damn, her man's tried to box me out
She still let me slam
I got behind her and crushed her like a Pepsi can
50K on a watch, damn, that's a heavy hand
But if I had it or not, she'll still be a fan
She's so loyal and that's sexy
Even though my life messy she gets me
She don't stress me
Especially when she ballin' on these bitches, Lisa Leslie
And she deserves a trophy
That's a ESPY, yeah, you get me?
You get me (You get me)
Gone, gone, gone
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast
Gang, gone, gone
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast
Back on the west coast
Back on the west coast
And I just wanna see you
When you back on the West Coast (West coast, west coast)
Credits
Writer(s): Richard L. Serrell, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Gerald Gillum, Ali Malek, Benjamin Falik, Johnathan Jamall Porter, D'andre Sams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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