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Los Angeles Freestyle

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Los Angeles Freestyle - Anthony 1999 Lyrics


[Intro]
Clear it up nigga
You know the mufuckin' vibes nigga
You know the mufuckin' vibes nigga
Nah, we in this
Back in the stu, it's been like 10 months
We in there

[Verse 1]
Bow, (bow)
Movie, (movie)
Sturdy, (sturdy)
Ain't even gotta run down on hoes no more, they already heard of me
Ain't gotta pre-game no more
Why would I do that, I'm off of this perky
Ain't gotta stress no bitch, can't trust no bitch
Shit I got her working, (she working)
I got her doing it urgent, (uh)
She new to this
She not Cricket, she Virgin
Walk out the house and I make a diversion
I did it on purpose
Hold on, my dick in her, (uh)
Got her screaming, squirming
Billboard, Bob Stone
I'm bout to make it I'm certain
I'm bout to make it I'm serious
Why this nasty bitch hit my phone tryna fuck on her period
Come on, tell me this bitch ain't serious, (c'mon)
Tell me this bitch is playin'
I'm sturdy right now, ain't tryna get dirty right now
(Hold on, aye)
Ain't tryna fuck wit a thot
Ain't tryna fuck wit a bop
That ain't my bitch, ain't putting my tongue in her box
What do I look like
Knock it out, (uh)
Goodnight, (uh)
Guns up, (uh)
Fist fight
We see him, we get him, (uh)
We see him, we get him, (hold on)
Expensive, my denim
[Verse 2]
Don't gotta say what I do, they tryna do what I did
I cannot get too involved these niggas already acting like kids
Look at his ass, shit I might put a foot up his ass
I den bossed up, new bitch she got all the ass
Don't text my phone, stop
Welcome to the party like to Pop
She just wanna fuck cause I'm hot
Foot up, real sturdy in the socks
Dance with me
I got a gun, ain't no mans with me
Moved to LA, it took one day, couldn't even bring the friends with me
Couldn't even fit the pants, so how the fuck could you understand, (uh)
Niggas jackin' that it's luck, nah understand dog I had a plan, (uh)
Motivation, hard work, plus I had the skills in my other hand
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Don't try to compete
If I don't get the shit off my chest, it's bothering me
Old bitches in my phone still calling to see
Said Ant, remember the one time you was at my house, way all up in me
Man I got a girl, stop calling my phone with that shit cause it's falling on me
You walk in this mufucka with a lil attitude, you gone be ordering teeth
Top of the tier and better than niggas, you know how it's always gone be

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