The West (free Greedo) Lyrics - King Combs

[Intro: Kai Ca$h] 

Yeah I'm on the Westside nigga 

Westside get the money, but I'm Eastside nigga 

Yeah, uh 

[Verse 1: Kai Ca$h] 

I laid her down, now she out like a light switch 

Put her legs in the air like a pilot 

NY summertime where the vibes is 

Thursdays I show love out in Dyckman 

Westside hear this knock, but they like this 

Show Cali some love, only right (uh) 

No, I can't fall in love, not my type (uh) 

Even play with the flu like I'm Mike (uh) 

Scoreboard on my bullshit like Jordan is 

Up like an ornament, Cash in the audience 

Money bags on the way like I ordered it 

Bills green like forests, tough like Chuck Norris is 

New hundreds they sick bitch, they blue 

Peel the top back, I rip off my roof (uh) 

Niggas couldn't walk an inch in my suit (uh) 

Got my cash in rotation, shit loop 

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[Chorus: 03 Greedo] 

I took a deal just to beat that indictment 

My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman 

I got some straights from Dior, now they dykin' 

Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license 

It's like just 'cause we fightin' cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall 

I ain't really get too far past section, droppin' dope off 

Flights to the east side gettin' money 

Flights to the west side, stay one hundred 

[Verse 2: King Combs] 

You can see this drip when I walk 

Lil' bitch this a boss when I talk 

I mack down, spend a bag in Philippe 

CYN took your girl, that's for keeps 

Yeah that's facts, take your girl when we wanna (what?) 

If I pass to the gang, she a goner (say what, what?) 

If she come to the crib, she a goner (huh, huh) 

Push to start, got no keys, thats a foreign (uh huh, uh huh) 

Since young, CYN been the same gang (what, what?) 

Stay low and stack dough and just maintain (what, what?) 

I get money and my gang do the same thing 

Gold Rollie, white face, that shit plain jane (uh huh, uh huh) 

Count checks, I stack up like Eiffel 

My wrist on ice, VV's, dance like Michael 

Might just go blind, my lady don't like you 

She not too nice, we get paid to fly to Paris, Dubai 

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[Chorus: 03 Greedo] 

I took a deal just to beat that indictment 

My New York Grapes let me sightsee on Dyckman 

I got some straights from Dior, now they dykin' 

Before we fuck I tell 'em let me see they license 

It's like just 'cause we fightin' cases, had to take a deal just to see snowfall 

I ain't really get too far past section, droppin' dope off 

Flights to the east side gettin' money 

Flights to the west side, stay one hundred