Scottie 15 Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

scottie,scottie 

scottie,scottie 

(andre nickatina) 

put the phone on ya but it's the booty call 

and I'm comin' ta bust nuts on all ya'll 

and I'm out 

half a blunt hangin' out my mouth 

speedin' like a demon on 101 south 

I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin' nut 

ya got a gram bag get the zags an' roll 'er up 

it's Andre Nickatina tiger comin' out the cuts 

maximum speed drivin' I don't give a fuck 

garcia blunt fully hunt down the cat 

these bitches on the street muthafucka were you at 

dippin' on swayze wit my niggas from tha set 

the blunt went out but we ain't done yet 

get another one blaze 

bitch get paid 

and wait fo' that check every 15 days 

i remember highschool lowfuel and bushy 

cuttin' that muthafucka go gettin' pussy 

caught up in the madness 

this freak was the baddest 

I seen her baggy jeans and her ass was the fattest 

who is jenine 

she licked my dick clean 

come right away she got a twomp sac of weed 

nigga I'm sippin 

my potna's got the tay' stay sippin' 

talkin about money,hoes,hustlin' and pimpin' 

I'm over 

doja like this fine bitch 

shinin' like a car or my news stands smith 

cut the fade 

hoes get wet from the wave 

dancin' in a cage with ass for days 

it's like this 

I didn't know you smoke chewy bitch 

now bring the yale too so we can fire up a spliff 

about six 

my pager's talkin' to me sayin' "shit 

the battery's low in this son of a bitch" 

yeah 15's pound like this 

15's screamin' out bitch 

15's bumpin' gangsta shit 

mind on a muthafuckin' grip 

(shaggie) 

a nigga grabbed his coat when I heard them 15"s 

with a new 9 in the waistline of them jeans when I them 15"s 

heard them 15's 

grab my weed to get keyed when I heard them 15's 

fresh out the house about to pop my p's 

my niggas done swoop me up about twelve fifteen 

what's the first thing to do but find that weed 

in that sedan de ville cadilac wit' the gangsta lean 

I gots to pop me a not 

soon as we hit the spot 

so I can hit the hos twat and see how much cash she got 

me and 'dre will hop out 

when we hit the parking lot 

and get to flossin' on them fools like i pooled up at the postop 

jumped out the car and we was feelin' like g's 

I was broke that day but lookin' like I slang keys 

but these hoes will neva know 

'cause them ones will have you fat 

when you off in one of them clubs and dressing all in black 

and it was cool I had juice to get in with a strap 

in case I see one of them niggas from back in the days I done jact 

in fact 

my nigga shot done served that nigga a sac 

and told me that he had 3 mo' niggas posted out back 

bring this on 

'cause right by the back door is my 'causein tone 

and mr. blunt 

ready to give some nike reading lessons to a chump 

we make them bleed 

then leave the seen 

wit them a.r. 15's 

a.r. 15's 

(andre nickatina) 

man I don't drink cappacino 

I'm a picses not a leo 

can't even strike to reno unless I tell my fuckin' p.o. 

drinkin pina colata brooms staring hard at the moon 

on the eightteenth floor hopin' I can find my room 

five star 

adictive like liquor at the bar 

I sell tapes nigga bring it on cash or master charge 

I gets lower than a den when I'm strikin" on a mission 

lookin' for competition 

or maybe a couple bitches 

my style is something deadly like a newport cigarette 

I'm a street chemist bitch 

a money hungry pit 

like daffey duck I gives a fuck 

it's mines it's all mines 

catch a flight in hienz 

'cause I'll leave that ass behind 

come stick with me 

I'll bumble like a bee 

'cause my boo 

we was cool 

back in nine two 

but check it 

I hit the party and these niggas holdin weed 

and i hold it in at my heart and don't wanna leave 

yeah what I think not 

ya know we hate cops 

imagine if nigga bought 

every donut shop 

in the city 

fuck it in the muthafuckin' world 

greesy like a curl 

priceless like a pearl 

strikin' like a lighter 

bitin' like a biter 

bitch did you recognize my whitewall tires? 

(shaggy) 

yeah man i recognize your whitewall tires, but we got to get this over with 

you understand me. I'm makein' moves I can't be standing around it might have 

been a good day for you,but I'm a tell you it'll never be right. 

I stepped outside and I was tweaking 

so tipsy mentally geekin' 

I seen my nephew he had just got plug 

he gave me credit he hooked me up with a proper dubb 

here come my girl I hope she got a pipe 

it might of been a good day for you,but for me it'll never be right 

I must have been geekin' and I stole my mama's t.v. 

now my little brother and my nephew wanna see me 

but I ain't lookin' for them,I lookin' for a triple beam 

and I'll be back later on 'cause I heard you niggas got ice cream 

something fat never that soda 

fuckin wit the mexicans ya'll be havin' that peruvian yola 

strait butt naked a dope fiends dream 

nextellin' ain't no tellin' when I put it on a triple beam 

I love that bitch if ya know what I mean 

but I ain't talkin' bout that skanless,I'm talkin bout that icecream