Eastsidewestside song by Slow Pain from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Eastsidewestside Meaning
| [(Oohh) (Yeah) (Ha) (Ha Ha) (Oooff) [Slow Pain] Banging with all my Japan lowriders eastsiders, westsiders Shoot calling like a the who riders From LA to Japan gangster funk in my trunk Puffing on a joint in slump Slow Pain the pimp the player the O.G Throw your hands up if you’s a homie, don’t you know me Chilling in a 64′ Impala top dollar The big baller, concerts from coast to coast twenty grand Rockefeller pimp with the mike in my hand Pistol grip pump on my lap everyday Baler wear clothes cause I got to parley LA Dodgers normals on the mound Clowning info coco with that G sound Slowly bouncing up the street in my money lowride From the eastside to the westside Slow Pain Chorus: The eastside to the westside In my lowride Throwing up signs (Uh hu) The eastside to the westside In my lowride Throwing up signs The eastside to the westside in my lowride Throwing up signs The eastside to the westside In my lowride Throwing up signs , [Slow Pain] I’m a crock cruising down town Tokyo In my 80 thousand dollar low low Nagoys in the Box took a trip down to Sendai Filling fl-y homie wh-y try to lean to the left like I do Money that’s my life so fool I’m staying true G-Spot studios keep banging hits And don’t stop and it don’t quit Can I get a hey for them hoes I left in LA Like Ice Cube said It was a good day Homie were you from Homie what you need I got fat ass raps and fat ass beats Don’t sleep on the worldwide westside The worldwide eastside The worldwide Lowride I mean the J-A-P-A-N lowrider mag in the SS rag Cacs on sag, twist a sig sag Walk around the stage with the 40 in the bag Ain’t nothing popping but I party all the time Japan’s got the money and the moneys all mine Chorus: 1X (Uh hu) (That’s right) (LA to Japan) (Eastside to the Westside) (Slow Pain) (The baby O. G.) (My house) , [Slow Pain] Hit the car show throw your hands in the air And wave them all around like you just don’t care On my cell phone, gots to call home Tripping on this Benzo sitting on chrome Signing autographs taking thousands of pictures Counting in I’m getting richer Slow Pain t-shirts Slow Pain hats Slow Pain CD’s pockets getting fat Still Saturday night Balling Rock the crowd so they all yes yallin Camcorder out backstage making movies Fine ass honeys calling out want to do me Hit em’ front, back, side to side And my nigga played his Chevy lowride We going to dip, trip, slip and slide From the eastside to the Westside Chorus: 1X] |
