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English singer-songwriter Was born on 21.9.1981

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On the Eastside with the rebels
All my dogs, they outside and they ain't scared to up the level
To my left side, getting rowdy
Got that thing all on my body, throw the rock up like I'm Scottie
On the Eastside with the rebels
All my dogs, they outside and they ain't scared to up the level (Yeah)
To my left side, getting rowdy (Bitch)
Got that thing all on my body, throw the rock up like I'm Scottie (Uh, bitch)

Flip the script, come hand the torch, I bet this sound, y'all nevеr heard
Bump this shit from coast to coast, we met bеfore, I can't recall
I feel like fuckin', baby, show me how you get reverse
Fixing on your body and she begging me to give the works
Been 'round the block, my brothers hit me on a separate line
They know my face in different countries, parlo italiano
Sippin' on the rocks, I take my time when I got family by
Reaching for the masses, where my dogs? We some rowdy guys

On the Eastside with the rebels
All my dogs, they outside and they ain't scared to up the level (Yeah)
To my left side, getting rowdy (Bitch)
Got that thing all on my body, throw the rock up like I′m Scottie (Yeah, yes sir)

Eastside with my dogs, now you know what I'm on
Everything turning gold when I put my hands on it
Getting green like a garden
Top down on the interstate, not too good to be modest
Water drippin' down the faucet, city knows that I got it
City knows that I, gotta study my posture
You know my body is sturdy, I don't like counting money
Isn't it too much to count? Why's my name being announced?
Show you the door, it's on the way out

Don't give a fuck about you at all, that's how I'm feeling
Way you move it with the lights low, I'm seeing demons
Y'all can't put me in a box, no, I'm lane-switching
If I fall, I got my city, all these dudes just wanna be me, come and see me

On the Eastside with the rebels
All my dogs, they outside and they ain't scared to up the level (Yeah)
To my left side, getting rowdy (Bitch)
Got that thing all on my body, throw the rock up like I'm Scottie