Welcome to the Eastside Lyrics

This is your boy, D to the K, Coming live from SlabLife Radio, You know how it goes, in the

Land of the hoes, yeah tune in Nigga, tune in nigga, tune in nigga, Welcome to the Eastside, and you

Know how it goes

Welcome to the Eastside, no cars But we still drive, and your girl Wanna d-ride

They can never understand her, Cause you know that I'm the man Now, woza banga, banga, banga,

Dressed in black and white like a Panda, they can never understand It, cause you know that I'm the

Man now

Welcome to the city where the Bitches do not fuck with the broke Nigga, unless you got a

Car that is dropped, and you always By the vibes, and you spending all The guap, and

You doing that coke nigga

These bitches don't love you, they Love the car, and they would do Anything for the ride

And anything up they nose to get High, but the reason they fucking With us we fly, and

They are the ones that's giving us All the rides, drive through McDeez while you pay

Up the fines, but we don't give a Fuck all we do is chase paper, Welcome to the Eastside where They make haters

Bring em all you know I fuck with Your friends, you and me so fuck Other plans, to be honest

I don't fuck with your mans, so Grab on my hand girl fuck it let's Dance

Welcome to the Eastside, no cars But we still drive, and your girl Wanna D ride, they can never

Understand her, cause you know That I'm the man now

Woza banga, banga, banga, dressed In black and white like a Panda, They can never understand it

Cause you know that I'm the man Now

I'm so driven by the fact that you Niggas will never like me, got too Much drive in

My own lane, while you niggas out Here hiking, I'm in a city full of Hoes, every time I

Touch down bitches gotta know, Plus I got a baddy on my side and She glows, ooh she

Lightens up my day nigga like Woah, plus I like to see that skin With no clothes, busy

Chasing dreams with my bros, we Don't really care about them hating Niggas no, pause it

Busy trying to find myself nigga Like I lost me, stacking all this Paper like I'm working

In a office

Girl you know I don't drive, but You can take me for a ride, and I'm Still that bolt

Guy, on the Eastside

Welcome to the Eastside, no cars But we still drive, and your girl Wanna D ride, they can never

Understand her, cause you know That I'm the man now

Woza banga, banga, banga, dressed In black and white like a Panda, They can never understand it

Cause you know that I'm the man Now

I'm always in the mood, to turn it All up in the hood, to all my hoes What's good, even

With no car im still cool, switch it Up, uzong' thola ku line, hit me up Baby one time

Laba twana ba blind, welcome to the city one time