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Zahra Baby - Eastside Lyrics



Zahra Baby - Eastside Lyrics
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Yeah, Zara baby, we boutta do it, take em to the east side
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
I be chilling I Groovin I be in my zone getting To the money until the break of dawn
I be in the booth rocking to my favorite song
Do it for my seeds they momma gotta stay Strong
NIKKAS pop shit like I don't write bars
Pussy Ass nikka you a leotard starting
Fake beef with A trap star
You mad at me cuz I made it this far
Talking all That shit leave your body scarred you can't F*ck with me I go to hard
Have your body missing it be hard to find
I be That bitch from the Eastside
I be koolin with My nikkas from the southside you ugly ass Nikka you avatar
I do it for my mother I can't let starve
Pop you In your face leave ya
Pop you in your face now Is a homicide now you DIE that leave your Mommy crying
I be untouched I'm with my bodyguards
You Be in your feelings now your heart is torn
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I seen a lot of hate game came With a risk I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
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Yeah, Zara baby, we boutta do it, take em to the east side
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
I be chilling I Groovin I be in my zone getting To the money until the break of dawn
I be in the booth rocking to my favorite song
Do it for my seeds they momma gotta stay Strong
NIKKAS pop shit like I don't write bars
Pussy Ass nikka you a leotard starting
Fake beef with A trap star
You mad at me cuz I made it this far
Talking all That shit leave your body scarred you can't F*ck with me I go to hard
Have your body missing it be hard to find
I be That bitch from the Eastside
I be koolin with My nikkas from the southside you ugly ass Nikka you avatar
I do it for my mother I can't let starve
Pop you In your face leave ya
Pop you in your face now Is a homicide now you DIE that leave your Mommy crying
I be untouched I'm with my bodyguards
You Be in your feelings now your heart is torn
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I see a lot of hate game came With a risk guess I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
Since I been up I seen a lot of hate game came With a risk I gotta take
But I see chips that's what I gotta make no Days off I gotta break the bank
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Writer: Shakeria Joans
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Zahra Baby
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Shakeria Joans

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