KENDRICK LAMAR - Westside, Right On Time lyrics

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[verse 1: kendrick lamar]

i woke up this morning with my dick on hard

didn’t know why til’ i said fuck all y’all

or fuck this world, or i’ma fuck that girl

good kid, m.a.a.d city watch my day unfurl

i put my life in these sentences

fucking right it’s either that or life sentences

i’m relatives with benjamin

i used to give a fuck about my luck when i was innocent

now what the fuck is up i’m at your neck like a pendleton

nigga i need thought bitch i need thought

24 acres and a mule best believe that

they say he got smoked like where the weed at

and everything you hope bitch nigga we that

pockets on kelly price back when it was ’95

buy a strap and then we cock it back when it’s uncircumcised

write a rap on how we just react when shot and hit the spine

give you dap and then we slide through your hood 3 dozen times

so what’s good i’m looking for a pedicure

pink pussy that pop, preferably the kind that don’t stink

bomb ass head uh til’ she can’t blink

and her eyes get watery you gotta pardon me

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i’m so damn turnt, when i’m in a two door with two hoes that follow me

and you know

westside, right on time, tell em’ hoes kudos

eastside, right on time, they don’t fuck with you though

in my hood, getting to the money, the pedal never broke

came a long way from the ghetto dawg but

westside, right on time, only thing fosho

eastside, right on time, gunnin’ through your door uhh

[verse 2: young jeezy]

i woke up this morning like fuck the world

been hustlin’ since i was 12, man i’ve been through hell

now these muthafuckers is tryna’ tell me i don’t care

trying to tell y’all muthafuckas look y’all wasn’t there

turn posted up on the block, waiting for

for my niggas posted up in the county, praying for bail

you coulda cost your boy, aint mad it wasn’t cheap

coming for a nigga just don’t sleep, shit for the week

got on my malcolm x frames, now i cop the check mane

cause every time i speak you hear my malcolm x pain

now them doors go up on that lamb’ they like judo

don’t you like your bitches with an ass, i like you hoe

first them bitches see me, i’m gone, i’m like pluto

plus i keep them choppers the same, they mars bruno

brown bag full of cash babay, mcm

when they ask me my name i tell ‘em mc him, straight up

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[bridge]

all praise go to the most high

all phase turn into a drive-by

part ways from the streets, after fucking with the police guaranteed

last nigga did that died, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you

wanna live with the ak, go for only 8k

minus 6 racks, minus one on top of that

maylay, snub him out then drag him out mouth like he date raped

daytonas bending every corner while they say

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[verse 3]

all i ever wanted was a dollar bill and hundreds

and my teachers asked my woman, when she smiled i stick my tongue in

plus some cartoons and some cereal

snoop doggy on my stereo

some british nights or la kids when glowing nights

or perry ellis jacket, i would love a swapmeet full of

chevrolets and candy paint, that’s wet with tammy on the bumper

can i hump her? poppa tell me yes

ebgc concert and a dj quik on cassette

twenty years later, hi hater, i’m the fucking best

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