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Scottie 15 (featuring Shaggie)

Исполнитель: Andre Nickatina

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<br>scottie,scottie<br>scottie,scottie<br><br>(andre nickatina)<br>put the phone on ya but it`s the booty call<br>and I`m comin` ta bust nuts on all ya`ll<br>and I`m out<br>half a blunt hangin` out my mouth<br>speedin` like a demon on 101 south<br>I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin` nut<br>ya got a gram bag get the zags an` roll `er up<br>it`s Andre Nickatina tiger comin` out the cuts<br>maximum speed drivin` I don`t give a fuck<br>garcia blunt fully hunt down the cat<br>these bitches on the street muthafucka were you at<br>dippin` on swayze wit my niggas from tha set<br>the blunt went out but we ain`t done yet<br>get another one blaze<br>bitch get paid<br>a welfare that check every 15 days<br>i remember highschool lowfuel and bushy<br>cuttin` that muthafucka go gettin` pussy<br>caught up in the madness<br>this freak was the baddest<br>I seen her baggy jeans and her ass was the fattest<br>ooh it`s jenine<br>she licked my dick clean<br>come right away she got a twomp sac of weed<br>nigga I`m sippin<br>my potna`s got the tay` stay sippin`<br>talkin about money,hoes,hustlin` and pimpin`<br>I`m over<br>doja like this fine bitch<br>shinin` like a car or my news stands smith<br>cut the fade<br>hoes get wet from the wave <br>dancin` in a cage with ass for days<br>it`s like this<br>I didn`t know you smoke chewy bitch<br>now bring the yale too so we can fire up a spliff<br>about six<br>my pager`s talkin` to me sayin` &quot;shit<br>the battery`s low in this son of a bitch&quot;<br>yeah 15`s pound like this<br>15`s screamin` out bitch<br>15`s bumpin` gangsta shit<br>mind on a muthafuckin` grip<br>(shaggie)<br>a nigga graped his coat when I heard them 15&quot;s<br>with a new 9 in the waistline of them jeans when I them 15&quot;s<br>heard them 15`s<br>grab my weed to get keyed when I heard them 15`s<br>fresh out the house about to pop my p`s<br>my niggas done swoop me up about twelve fifteen<br>what`s the first thing to do but find that weed<br>in that sedan de ville cadilac wit` the gangsta lean<br>I gots to pop me a not<br>soon as we hit the spot<br>so I can hit the ho twice and see how much cash she got<br>me and `dre will hop out<br>when we hit the parking lot<br>and get to flossin` on them fools like i pooled up at the postop<br>jumped out the car and we was feelin` like g`s<br>I was broke that day but lookin` like I slang keys<br>but these hoes will neva know<br>cuz them ones will have you fat<br>when you off in one of them clubs and dressing all in black<br>and it was cool I had juice to get in with a strap<br>in case I see one of them niggas from back in the days I done jact<br>in fact<br>my nigga shot done served that nigga a sac<br>and told me that he had 3 mo` niggas posted out back<br>bring this on<br>cuz right by the back door is my cuzin tone<br>and mr. blunt<br>ready to give some nike reading lessons to a chump<br>we make them bleed<br>then leave the seen<br>wit them a.r. 15`s<br>a.r. 15`s<br>(andre nickatina)<br>man I don`t drink cappacino<br>I`m a picses not a leo<br>can`t even strike to reno unless I tell my fuckin` p.o.<br>drinkin pina colata brooms staring hard at the moon<br>on the eightteenth floor hopin` I can find my room<br>five star<br>adictive like liquor at the bar<br>I sell tapes nigga bring it on cash or master charge<br>I gets lower than a den when I`m strikin&quot; on a mission<br>lookin` for competition<br>or maybe a couple bitches<br>my style is something deadly like a newport cigarette<br>I`m a street chemist bitch<br>a money hungry pit<br>like daffey duck I gives a fuck<br>it`s mines it`s all mines<br>catch a flight in hienz<br>cuz I`ll leave that ass behind<br>come stick with me<br>I`ll bumble like a bee<br>cuz my boo<br>we was cool<br>back in nine two<br>but check it<br>I hit the party and these niggas holdin weed<br>and i hold it in at my heart and don`t wanna leave<br>yeah what I think not<br>ya know we hate cops<br>imagine if nigga bought<br>every donut shop<br>in the city<br>fuck it in the muthafuckin` world<br>greesy like a curl<br>priceless like a pearl<br>strikin` like a lighter<br>bitin` like a biter<br>bitch did you recognize my whitewall tires?<br>(shaggy)<br>yeah man i recognize your whitewall tires, but we got to get this over with <br>you understand me. I`m makein` moves I can`t be standing around it might have <br>been a good day for you,but I`m a tell you it`ll never be right.<br><br>I stepped outside and I was tweaking<br>so tipsy mentally geekin`<br>I seen my nephew he had just got plug<br>he gave me credit he hooked me up with a proper dubb<br>here come my girl I hope she got a pipe<br>it might of been a good day for you,but for me it`ll never be right<br>I must have been geekin` and I stole my mama`s t.v.<br>now my little brother and my nephew wanna see me<br>but I ain`t lookin` for them,I lookin` for a triple beam<br>and I`ll be back later on cuz I heard you niggas got ice cream<br>something fat never that soda<br>fuckin wit the mexicans ya`ll be havin` that peruvian yola<br>strait butt naked a dobe fiends dream<br>nextellin` ain`t no tellin` when I put it on a triple beam<br>I love that bitch if ya know what I mean<br>but I ain`t talkin` bout that skanless,I`m talkin bout that icecream

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