The Sorority - West End (Yea Eh)

Yeah (Young Dreads'll get you high)

Westend, where my westend chicks?
Over by Van Kirk, where my best friend lives
And they want that purp but we lef dem tings
We encourage real words a nuh yes man ting, bless
I'ma Queen on the Queen Street strip
Stand and never lay 'cause I need these chips
Rapping in LA is my dream boy, loyal to the scene
Chris, maybe we should screen these chicks
Yeah I scream from the West (West, West, West, West)
Slim thick you could tell from the seams in my dress
I'm a fiend, I'm a mess (I'm a God damn mess)
For the green call it sess, it relieves all the stress
From the East to the West, and on and on and on (whoa)
I'm a 6ix God phenomenon-nenon (whoa)
West Side Broad my monologue is strong (whoa)
West Drive side my squad is on the block (whoa)

And I fuck so good but I still gwan bad (yeah eh)
And the clubs go buck but the tings real bad (yeah eh)
Blah blah, blah blah, I'ma still buss back (yeah eh)
On a bus to the East but they still come back (yeah eh)

And I fuck so good but I still gwan bad (yeah eh)
And the clubs go buck but the tings real bad (yeah eh)
Blah blah, blah blah, I'ma still buss back (yeah eh)
On a bus to the East but they still come back (yeah eh)

Jeez, look who it is
Ain't think much of the West End Kids
But who did?
'Cause we Grillway grub then smoke up at the crib
It's still Dundas West and Dufferin Mall
Honest Eds been had it all
Fuck gentrification, you can't have our location
They go for the money go for the money go
Then sell for the milly's, displace all the poor
Push out by the race, income looking low
Young Lex gotta move, someone paying more
Still rep where we from (okay)
We ain't hidin' from no one (that's right)
If they hatin' let 'em come
Yelling, "West Side" from the jump

And I fuck so good but I still gwan bad (yeah eh)
And the clubs go buck but the tings real bad (yeah eh)
Blah blah, blah blah, I'ma still buss back (yeah eh)
On a bus to the East but they still come back (yeah eh)

And I fuck so good but I still gwan bad (yeah eh)
And the clubs go buck but the tings real bad (yeah eh)
Blah blah, blah blah, I'ma still buss back (yeah eh)
On a bus to the East but they still come back (yeah eh)

Written by:
Keisha Fanfair, Rian Hamilton, Alexandria Leousis, Haviah J. Almighty

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Lyrics © TUNECORE INC

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