Andale Lyrics - Singles - Problem

Andale 

Problem 

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Andale, andale 

That's how the money come 

Andale, andale 

That's how the money come 

Andale, andale 

That's how the money come 

That's how the money come 

(Turn up, turn up) 

Andale, andale, andale, andale 

Andale, andale, andale, andale 

(Zoom, zoom, turn up, turn up) 

Andale, andale 

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Ariba, Ariba, Ariba, where's the bitches? 

This crazy boss just fucked up the game word to the clippers 

My enemies bitch got her face right by my zipper 

Tequila is laced, give me my space 

The weather is thick give me a case I'm tryna get fucked up 

Keep looking crazy from across the room you're about to get fucked up 

We always pack, but I don't feel like tripping tonight 

Cause I am too busy living the life, pass me the drugs 

Andale, andale 

I don't think these niggas wanna go there 

Young rich nigga and I don't care 

Same crew since I was a little one 

Since day one been a real one 

And I put that on all my children 

Walk in and the hood start cheering 

No pom poms I bomb bomb 

I'm on your side fuck that side the gang is the gang 

You say you're my friend but you standing with them so you are the same 

You gotta get it with them 

Oh ah oh ah and I get a rhythm 

In us we trust sucking my nuts [?] 

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Here we come trying to make dough 

My bitch fatter than my bank roll 

We look fly nigga we don't try 

Nigga poppin' that shit like an 8 hole 

Wartime boy I don't lay low 

Real real ready for the y'all know 

Nigga pop at me nigga that's OG 

Better bring K wherever they go (pop) 

Diamond Lane yea that's the label 

Diamond Lane yea that's the label 

I don't gotta brag nigga they know 

Keep your head hanging from the cable 

Watch me boy I'm on cable 

I'm fucking on these bitches 

Whip color of that yayo 

Sniffing coke on the way to day gold 

Turn your hood up nigga bang your gang 

Turn to your homeboy watch him bang the same 

I don't hit no signal when I'm changing lane 

You woulda think I pulled madden out put it up 

Grabbed 2K then put it in by the way 

Young nigga just changed the game 

Problem, Jon just say your name 

Just got your tip tongue let em hang 

(Swear I'mma ball 'till I die nigga) 

Be yourself stop, take off, touch the sky nigga 

It's captain California every time I ride 

And when that money counter ring it's a fuckin' brag 

Where you from nigga? represent your shit 

Where you from girl? represent that shit 

Where my west coast niggas at in this bitch 

Dirty south niggas yea, we in this bitch 

Where you from nigga? represent your shit 

Where you from girl? represent that shit 

Where my west coast niggas at in this bitch 

Dirty south niggas yea, we in this bitch 

Act a fool in this bitch shake them bottles up 

28 still spend that shit, we don't give a fuck 

We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck 

We don't, we don't, we don't give a fuck 

We came to fuck shit up and leave with all your hoes 

Fuck niggas don't even think about it, that's a no