Dave East - What A Year lyrics

uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh East side uh huh uh huh uh huh I like my women to be pure, no Juicy Couture Outfits, down south, trips for raw I'm tryna get more, I hid the pistol in the store right under the chips My outfit come with the grip In love with her lips Use to hide the work at her mother crib Things change, now I don't even know where her mother live She don't call me Dave East, address me by my government Told me pay my taxes before you owe the government Her complexion mocha, intersection with smokers Face mean, I bet you n***as would never approach her Told the homies I had to k** it just for the culture I come to compliment, not insult ya, I could coach ya Give you the play, it's hard to give you the day Couple hours, blow some sour, you know I'm not finna stay Them other n***as is cowards, I promise they in the way Couple dollars, let's pick us an island so we can play and now we getting ma**ages, foreigns in them garages I been having menages, princess cuts is flawless Just to sit in the trunk, you got to be gorgeous You bad without speaking ma, you ain't got to be talking She like a faucet, leaking all on my seats We get tired of the city, our weekends be on the beach We creeping in and out the sheets She was in and out the jeep I turn women out to freaks I was in her mouth this week I got a million mouths to feed That's why I'm in and out these streets A hundred b**hes on my line, but I'm just in and out these beats Brought the hammer everywhere cuz we as in and out the beef My lil L.A b**h had me eating out for weeks First cla** to LaGuardia I'm in and out NY time A lot of n***as renting their Jewelry, but I bought mine Out the trap, you can't double back if you cross lines Them 45's jams so this time I only bought 9's Seem n***as only respect homicides and chalk lines Talking about the coup, I'm tryna Porche mines I'm tryna hurt this trip, them little baggies use to burn the tip Crack smoke in my clothes before I even learnt to the whip No handouts, I ain't wanting it if I ain't earning it We getting pills I was serving it Jumping out of suburban on ice like George Gervin On flights I lost service So tight be all nervous, that Maybach got orange curtains And I'm just all in my Birkin What you hear in these versus is the same n***a in person Cuz I'm doing the stretch, she call [?] n***as claim they the hottest, their music I ain't heard it Guess it just ain't worth it That sh** that you doing just ain't working I got a different lawyer, they came with the same verdict I can get you broad day light like Wayne Perry Put [?] on the witnesses saying that they ain't heard it Only the real recognize what I'm doing From the bottom, nowhere else but up Million dollar deal, I did that Leave millions for all my n***as Gang f** happen to diangelo man, it's that sh** East side, Huh New year, new money, new diamonds no new n***as hahahaha