West Coast on the East Coast Pouya & Boobie Lootaveli

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[Intro: Boobie Lootaveli]
Ayy

[Verse 1: Boobie Lootaveli & Pouya]
[?] through your back though, it's the holy power from that .44
Hangin' by survival, is there anything, gon' fucking know
Runnin' to your TVs and then I call my uncles up
[?] then I'm running home
Bullshit, I'm with my dawgs like fuck the law
[?] on my feet, I had to ball
Found out you a snake [?] you gotta crawl
[?] where the lean from? (Uh)

[Verse 2: Pouya]
Damn, bitch, you really hurtin' my feelings
When you was poppin' pills, suckin' dick and chillin'
With the villain, I was feelin' like I'm one a million
Now I got a stick in my ass [?] ceilin'
I had a feeling but never wanna believe it
Smashed the window out the Benz and keyed it, but shit
I'm the one that fuckin' bought it, sick of this fuckin' life
I'm 'bout to turn into a Amish and live a little more modest

[Verse 3: Boobie Lootaveli]
When you makin' moves, always make sure you payin' dues
You don't wanna have a dead man waitin' on you to snooze
Woke up six times today, I'm feelin' bougie
Wherever I go, you bet I bring the toolie
Number one rule; good butter sell its fuckin' self
I can't trust a soul, I can't even trust my fuckin' self
Mid pack juugin', and they flyin' off the fuckin' shelves
Stack them hoes up and they taller than a fuckin' elf