Текст песни Andre Nickatina (Dre Dog) f Shaggie - Scottie 15
Andre Nickatina (Dre Dog) f Shaggie - Scottie 15 слова песни
scottie,scottiescottie,scottie(andre nickatina)put the phone on ya but it`s the booty calland I`m comin` ta bust nuts on all ya`lland I`m outhalf a blunt hangin` out my mouthspeedin` like a demon on 101 southI smoke chewy like a muthafuckin` nutya got a gram bag get the zags an` roll `er upit`s Andre Nickatina tiger comin` out the cutsmaximum speed drivin` I don`t give a fuckgarcia blunt fully hunt down the catthese bitches on the street muthafucka were you atdippin` on swayze wit my niggas from tha setthe blunt went out but we ain`t done yetget another one blazebitch get paida welfare that check every 15 daysi remember highschool lowfuel and bushycuttin` that muthafucka go gettin` pussycaught up in the madnessthis freak was the baddestI seen her baggy jeans and her ass was the fattestooh it`s jenineshe licked my dick cleancome right away she got a twomp sac of weednigga I`m sippinmy potna`s got the tay` stay sippin`talkin about money,hoes,hustlin` and pimpin`I`m overdoja like this fine bitchshinin` like a car or my news stands smithcut the fadehoes get wet from the wave dancin` in a cage with ass for daysit`s like thisI didn`t know you smoke chewy bitchnow bring the yale too so we can fire up a spliffabout sixmy pager`s talkin` to me sayin` "shitthe battery`s low in this son of a bitch"yeah 15`s pound like this15`s screamin` out bitch15`s bumpin` gangsta shitmind on a muthafuckin` grip(shaggie)a nigga graped his coat when I heard them 15"swith a new 9 in the waistline of them jeans when I them 15"sheard them 15`sgrab my weed to get keyed when I heard them 15`sfresh out the house about to pop my p`smy niggas done swoop me up about twelve fifteenwhat`s the first thing to do but find that weedin that sedan de ville cadilac wit` the gangsta leanI gots to pop me a notsoon as we hit the spotso I can hit the ho twice and see how much cash she gotme and `dre will hop outwhen we hit the parking lotand get to flossin` on them fools like i pooled up at the postopjumped out the car and we was feelin` like g`sI was broke that day but lookin` like I slang keysbut these hoes will neva knowcuz them ones will have you fatwhen you off in one of them clubs and dressing all in blackand it was cool I had juice to get in with a strapin case I see one of them niggas from back in the days I done jactin factmy nigga shot done served that nigga a sacand told me that he had 3 mo` niggas posted out backbring this oncuz right by the back door is my cuzin toneand mr. bluntready to give some nike reading lessons to a chumpwe make them bleedthen leave the seenwit them a.r. 15`sa.r. 15`s(andre nickatina)man I don`t drink cappacinoI`m a picses not a leocan`t even strike to reno unless I tell my fuckin` p.o.drinkin pina colata brooms staring hard at the moonon the eightteenth floor hopin` I can find my roomfive staradictive like liquor at the barI sell tapes nigga bring it on cash or master chargeI gets lower than a den when I`m strikin" on a missionlookin` for competitionor maybe a couple bitchesmy style is something deadly like a newport cigaretteI`m a street chemist bitcha money hungry pitlike daffey duck I gives a fuckit`s mines it`s all minescatch a flight in hienzcuz I`ll leave that ass behindcome stick with meI`ll bumble like a beecuz my boowe was coolback in nine twobut check itI hit the party and these niggas holdin weedand i hold it in at my heart and don`t wanna leaveyeah what I think notya know we hate copsimagine if nigga boughtevery donut shopin the cityfuck it in the muthafuckin` worldgreesy like a curlpriceless like a pearlstrikin` like a lighterbitin` like a biterbitch did you recognize my whitewall tires?(shaggy)yeah man i recognize your whitewall tires, but we got to get this over with you understand me. I`m makein` moves I can`t be standing around it might have been a good day for you,but I`m a tell you it`ll never be right.I stepped outside and I was tweakingso tipsy mentally geekin`I seen my nephew he had just got plughe gave me credit he hooked me up with a proper dubbhere come my girl I hope she got a pipeit might of been a good day for you,but for me it`ll never be rightI must have been geekin` and I stole my mama`s t.v.now my little brother and my nephew wanna see mebut I ain`t lookin` for them,I lookin` for a triple beamand I`ll be back later on cuz I heard you niggas got ice creamsomething fat never that sodafuckin wit the mexicans ya`ll be havin` that peruvian yolastrait butt naked a dobe fiends dreamnextellin` ain`t no tellin` when I put it on a triple beamI love that bitch if ya know what I meanbut I ain`t talkin` bout that skanless,I`m talkin bout that icecream