Keisha [explicit] Lyrics - Dave East

I cannot believe it 

I cannot believe it 

Real life though 

I cannot 

I cannot believe it 

Eyes open 

She from Jamaica, Queens, only came to Harlem to shop 

Her mother just got a divorce and her father a cop 

I learned this about 10 minutes in the conversation 

I'm thinking I don't even know you, why that information? 

My head was racin', I'm pacin' back and forth 

Asked her for her number, her name Keisha, nice to meet ya 

She said she never fucked with nobody from Harlem 

I've got homies from south side, I figured I would call them 

I found exact locations and where she grew up 

Her moms new boyfriend got some coke, then he blew up 

She used to play with credit cards and line niggas at night clubs 

Fucked a couple niggas but left 'em cause she ain't like love 

I was down in Flight Club, Keisha text me like "What you doing?" 

"I scuffed up my retro's, I'm bout to cop some new ones" 

She said she at the Mandarin Oriental in Columbus circle 

She got some sour but she wanted purple 

I told her later we can link up 

I called my youngin Conner bring an eighth to her 

He plotting on taking her 

Funny lil' nigga, but fuck it, that's how we raised 

If it ain't wifey than all the homies can play 

Back to Keisha, she black but had them Spanish features 

Five seven, most these niggas would plan to keep her 

I got that drop from my homie that knew her, he went to school with her 

Said he used to be cool with her, but he ain't fuck her though 

Con' callin' me, I forgot to text him the address 

I'm going through some other shit, honestly got me mad stressed 

If Con' delivered that, we 'bout to meet 

I gotta a club tonight, told Keisha if she up I hit her when it's over 

Now it's rosé, henny, rosé, henny 

Strippers all over me, I ain't throwing a penny 

Got a text from Keisha, "I'm in room 17C 

I know your with your homies now but later come and see me" 

I'm rollied out, sky dweller, the light hittin' it right 

I'm hearing niggas talking like, "That's Dave East, that nigga nice" 

Wayno told me 30 minutes, flat line, backwoods I pack mine 

Unless I want 'em harsher, please don't no one bother 

I called my driver and told him take me to midtown 

Had to stop for condoms cause raw ain't the way I get down 

He dropped me off, I told him "Park it and don't leave yet 

Let me see what this bitch about, something I gotta figure out" 

I'm in the 'tele, I hit the elevator blunted 

Stumbling, just hennessey and rosé in my stomach 

Figure we fuckin' and then order some room service 

I knocked twice, she opened the door but so nervous 

Maybe I was buggin, I was drunk, she was ready though 

Came up out of everything, R. Kelly on the radio 

Slim waist, Hershey chocolate skin, ass heavy though 

On everything, I fucked this bitch delirious, shit Eddie know 

Henny taking over, we passed out, at least I did 

15,000 in my balmain's, I'm lackin' 

I put my rollie in the dresser with like four chains 

My id and my bank cards, iPhone 6 to make calls 

Condom box of 3-pack, I used two of them 

Brand new Fendi sneakers, the club just ruined 'em 

Something told me wake up, I checked the bed 

Nothin' but pillows and cover, I had to shake my head 

I checked me jeans, every dollar gone, that's 15k 

All my chains and my rollie missing 

I put my shit on, looking for my phone, that shit was gone too 

I'm ready to kill Keisha, what the fuck I'm gon' do? 

I told myself I wasn't drinking, why the fuck I get bent? 

And how the fuck I get robbed? 

I ran out, my driver sleep I woke him up like "You ain't see that bitch 

Brown skin, thick, probably moving on some schemin' shit?" 

He telling me that he was sleeping, waiting on my phone call 

I cannot believe this shit, can't wait until I see this bitch 

This for every nigga that be slippin' cause he think he rich 

Keisha you a sneaky bitch, called shooter I'ma need the grip 

Fuck 

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I cannot believe this bitch robbed me 

I cannot believe it 

I cannot believe it 

I cannot believe this bitch robbed me 

If I catch her I ain't tryna hear I'm sorry 

I cannot believe this bitch robbed me 

I cannot believe it 

I cannot believe it 

I cannot believe this bitch robbed me 

If I catch her I ain't tryna hear I'm sorry 

I cannot believe this bitch robbed me 

I cannot believe it 

I cannot believe it 

Fuck 

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