Party On The East Cide PT. 2

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, nigga, if we gon' throw a party, niggas gotta pitch in Ayy, I'm 'bout to send that bitch Shanté to the store, niggas want somethin'? Yup, grab a honey pack, small Rémy Alright, bet, bet, bet Ayy, tell her to bring some bitches Ayy, Slim, you need somethin'? Ayy, yeah, get me that Don Juli' Ayy, where, ayy, ayy, where Tiara at? Ayy, it's ten to get in, straight up, twenty for niggas Damn, that bitch got ass Shit, you know her mama got ass too Ayy, yeah, tell that bitch if her baby daddy lookin' for her, don't pull up Huh, she know what we on, we trippin' off the back (Yeah) Ayy, ayy, ayy, hold up, who is these niggas right here? [Verse 1: Jayson Cash] Ayy, look, slide through the city in a Detroit fitted Zoе hit me for a party on the Eastside with it I'm off a cup of HеnnDawg, but it's usually tequila I woulda wore my Jordan 1s, but my Forces were cleaner Look, I don't really dance, but I might tonight, yeah She don't really fuck, but that price is right, yeah I ain't sayin' that I trick, but my name is Cash She with a handful of bitches and they all got ass, uh That's the shit I like, though I got on shades, she can't tell that my eyes closed She a pro, she can do it with a blindfold And I won't tell a soul, hand on the Bible, ayy Now it's time to see what it's hittin' for Off a couple shots, we probably gon' get it in more She ain't ever got fucked on the Kenmore That's the washing machine, she can feel it all in her spleen like [Chorus: Jayson Cash] Give that pussy to an Eastside nigga, baby You know them Eastside niggas drive the city crazy I got your baby mama poppin' it to "Underrated" Ain't no tellin' what I'ma be on when I'm feelin' faded Give that pussy to an Eastside nigga, baby You know them Eastside niggas drive the city crazy I got your baby mama poppin' it to "Underrated" Ain't no tellin' what I'ma be on when I'm feelin' faded [Verse 2: Zoe Osama] Switch lanes, I'ma vibe with it (I'ma vibe with it) And don't worry about me, bitch, I got my 9 with me (Got my 9 with me) It ain't always what you seem, you gotta watch bitches (Gotta watch bitches) 'Cause they the type to fuck around with nine niggas (Ugh) Kick your feet up, it's a gangster party (Nigga) All my niggas in this bitch, you better think about it (Better think about it) We the hottest in the street, better ask somebody (Better ask about me) We ain't worried about no nigga, but we'll hurt somebody Now let's think about it (Lil' nigga) Let me break down the dos and the don'ts (Ayy) You do what you can, bitch, I do what I want (Straight up) Get money, fuck bitches, that's the shit that we on (Nigga) I ain't never satisfied, I got the whole different mode (Ugh) Give that pussy to an Eastside nigga, baby You know this Eastside nigga drive you hoes crazy Chasin' chicken, gettin' money what I'm on lately Ho, this dick ain't free, you gotta fuckin' pay me [Chorus: Jayson Cash] Give that pussy to an Eastside nigga, baby You know them Eastside niggas drive the city crazy I got your baby mama poppin' it to "Underrated" Ain't no tellin' what I'ma be on when I'm feelin' faded Give that pussy to an Eastside nigga, baby You know them Eastside niggas drive the city crazy I got your baby mama poppin' it to "Underrated" Ain't no tellin' what I'ma be on when I'm feelin' faded [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Ayy, man I say one, two, three and to the four Five, six, seven, eight, nine of 'em Think I'm bluffin'? Try somethin' Just lost my nigga Young Mush Missed his vigil 'cause it was too many coppers like niggas tryna buy somethin' Was fuckin' on hoes behind Coco's Credit at the candy house, now it's shrimp scampi with the brandy out Y'all niggas wasn't outside, it was me, Fresh, and Stone at the depot Gettin' bitches' numbers on the flip phone Just to flip 'em, welcome to the Soul train Now I'm gettin' brain on the grand piano, playin' Coltrane Pardon my player 'nem shit Fuckin' a nigga bitch that won a championship Chunkin' big E's up, you need to ease up I'm scheduled for a threesome around 3 somethin' [Chorus: Jayson Cash] Give that pussy to an Eastside nigga, baby You know them Eastside niggas drive the city crazy I got your baby mama poppin' it to "Underrated" Ain't no tellin' what I'ma be on when I'm feelin' faded Give that pussy to an Eastside nigga, baby You know them Eastside niggas drive the city crazy I got your baby mama poppin' it to "Underrated" Ain't no tellin' what I'ma be on when I'm feelin' faded [Verse 4: P1] Uh, wanna fuck a rapper, shit, why not me? Her nigga pressured up, she got the East all in her top three Green diamonds shinin' on a nigga, this the snot piece I broke bread with my brothers, like a deli how I chop cheese He be handcuffin', free the bitch, he known to cop freaks Pillow-talkin' nigga, type to snitch and say he cop pleas He gon' chase the bitch, I beat the beat and leave her knock-kneed Gang dangerous, they'll pop you quicker than an Oxy Ayy, Zoeski, you know if we in the building, we totin' Got some shit to clear the scene for niggas causin' a commotion A real bully breaker, I expose you niggas bogus Pass me the Don, it's demon time if I get loaded [Outro] Who the fuck fightin' over there? Oh, that's Zoe Man, fuck all that cryin', you better hit, cuh, you better run it, cuh Breathe, cuh Ayy, keep your head up, cuh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, damn) Hey, hey, hey Nigga, ayy Fuck all that, nigga, ayy, uh (Cuz sleep, weirdo) Ayy, come pick your baby daddy up, he sleep I think cuh dead, hahahaha