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Artist: Aitch
Canonical path: /aitch/1989
Related lyric paths: 6
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1989
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1989
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Young A-I-Tizzy-CH, pull up in a G-Class when I'm on the E state
All you’re gonna see rats when you got some cheesecake
So all my brothers, yeah
Yo
Young A-I-Tizzy-CH, pull up in a G-Class when I'm on the E state
All you gonna see rats when you got some cheesecake
So all my brothers see wraps, seafood and [?]
Dom Péri in the glass, we don't do no cheap dates
I just spent like three racks, put a bag on each plate
When she back it, she’s bad, when I cop it, she's great
But she's actin' all sprung, think I had her T-Pain'd
Mandem made racks at the back of these raves
Same way I takе cash through my rapper [?] stage
Gave hеr one smash, now she backin' team Aitch
I don't give a fuck how many rappers she's dated
Posse on top, when the bathroom gets mad
Spendin’ over few grands, smoke through a next pack
I just copped me some land, money, streets, and bedfast
Boy, I got me some plans, more moves and less chat
Yeah
Yeah
Run the place, we don’t wait in line
Give a fuck that I'm late, I’ma take my time
Yeah
Tour the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on a rave like it's '89
Yo
Dirty mouth, but, my heart clean
That's why my pockets fat like darts team
They look at me like, it can’t be
Yo, that boy got rich in a heartbeat
Take the traction off the whip and I slide out
Really thought throwin' M's up 'cause it's my town
She came in a dress, ended up in a nightgown
I ain't even flex, I'm just layin' the pipe down
I say it with my chest, I'm the greatest you'll find out
Aitch but I feel like AJ when I psych out
They don't really love me, deep down they just like clout
So pay me with respects, if you ain't payin' the right pounds
Yeah, bezel on the watch like the tracks I record
Could be platinum or gold, I got plaques for 'em all
Don't trip when I slip, when he catches the fall
They can't kick with the clique 'cause we actually ball
Yeah
Run the place, we don't wait in lane
Give a fuck that I'm late, I'ma take my time
Yeah
Tour the city and I made it mine
Put my shades on a rave like it's '89
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