FDB

West Side, Bankhead, is where I'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
 Nah, fuck that bitch
 Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
 Nah, fuck that bitch
 Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
 Nah, fuck that bitch
 Three - what you wanna do here?
 Bitch, I'mma float like root beer
 Still workin' on gettin' the Coupe cleared
 You ain't got none of my shoe gear
 Red on the bottom, right, that's red
 Shorty, she a mother? She hairy
 Bitch you ugly and bitch you ugly
 And both y'all hoes look scary
 I don't wanna get married
 Chick, you a bird - Perry
 All eatin' so good, these hoes like
 "Boys, you're gettin' fat, eat salad"
 I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it in with no blanket
 Got your main bitch on my dick shit, she, ain't messin'
 Her hips fat, I seen her walk past, I'm like "shit"
 She's seeing my automobile, she tried to push that, I said "bitch"
 I bang hoes, ridin' in a drop top Range Rove
 I train hoes, I'm a pimp, Trinidad James clothes
 West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My Trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me, nah fuck that bitch
 Three, FDB man, fly like L-train
 Me and E-Louie's got Checkerboards on
 You ain't got that pair, man
 With my FDB clique - 33 deep shit
 You tell that bitch, man, fuck that hoe
 I ain't startin' that shit, trick
 Six for a birdbath, bitch, where's your skirt at?
 Ah, I like it, blowin' that kush on you like purp packs
 Y'all niggas so wack, and bitch you so green
 I pull up on the scene in the green Celine
 Yeah nigga, I'm too clean
 Westside, what's upper? Y'all niggas my supper
 Fuck that bitch 'fore I do that shit
 I might need me a rubber
 Belly on rotund, one whip four guns
 If you see the baby mamma, holler:
 "Fuck that bitch, that hoe ain't no one"
 West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My Trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me, nah fuck that bitch
 West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My Trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 
 West Side, Bankhead, is where I'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
 Nah, fuck that bitch
 Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
 Nah, fuck that bitch
 Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
 Nah, fuck that bitch
 Three - what you wanna do here?
 Bitch, I'mma float like root beer
 Still workin' on gettin' the Coupe cleared
 You ain't got none of my shoe gear
 Red on the bottom, right, that's red
 Shorty, she a mother? She hairy
 Bitch you ugly and bitch you ugly
 And both y'all hoes look scary
 I don't wanna get married
 Chick, you a bird - Perry
 All eatin' so good, these hoes like
 "Boys, you're gettin' fat, eat salad"
 I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it in with no blanket
 Got your main bitch on my dick shit, she, ain't messin'
 Her hips fat, I seen her walk past, I'm like "shit"
 She's seeing my automobile, she tried to push that, I said "bitch"
 I bang hoes, ridin' in a drop top Range Rove
 I train hoes, I'm a pimp, Trinidad James clothes
 West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My Trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me, nah fuck that bitch
 Three, FDB man, fly like L-train
 Me and E-Louie's got Checkerboards on
 You ain't got that pair, man
 With my FDB clique - 33 deep shit
 You tell that bitch, man, fuck that hoe
 I ain't startin' that shit, trick
 Six for a birdbath, bitch, where's your skirt at?
 Ah, I like it, blowin' that kush on you like purp packs
 Y'all niggas so wack, and bitch you so green
 I pull up on the scene in the green Celine
 Yeah nigga, I'm too clean
 Westside, what's upper? Y'all niggas my supper
 Fuck that bitch 'fore I do that shit
 I might need me a rubber
 Belly on rotund, one whip four guns
 If you see the baby mamma, holler:
 "Fuck that bitch, that hoe ain't no one"
 West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My Trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
 Bitch that holler 'bout fuck me, nah fuck that bitch
 West Side, Bankhead, is where i'm from
 Everything y'all did has been done
 My Trew game and my shoe game
 You can't touch that shit
 A bitch that holler 'bout fuck me
 Nah fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch