Album Cover Dubai Central

Dubai Central

Nick Taylor

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Swingin′ thru vines, West side, Yeah Yeah Yeah!

West Coast for real, oh so this how we gon do this

Word up then, World Class Empire Nick Taylor!

Represent the West know that we hot

Better be careful where you walkin' fo you quick to get got

They pullin up in them low-lows and them old school drops

Hit a switch up on that mug and that ass gon hop

A wicked demise when pressure applies, I′m known to survive

I'm swinging through vines they watchin me climb barbarian mobs

I'm stackin these ends her and her friend wanna ménage

Had to bring the south central to Dubai, this the new improved hood hop

This that foreign ghetto hood knock

A lot of music in 2018 is deadstock but the radio get paid to play it like it′s super-hot

Got you brainwashed fuck how much his chain cost

Shoulda used that 100 g′s on em like a real boss

But he incapable of being unbreakable un-relatable

I'm a legend no misconception it′s not debatable

Khakis and chucks that's wussup we unfadeable

My spirit′s more valuable than top end valuables

Got the spirits of Pac, Biggie, and Eaz-e doing laterals

Legends and found fathers can vouch as collateral

This that real Westcoast shit bounce to it you can feel the Los Angeles

Cali sunshine come visit, downtown down to Venice lotta pretty women

Lyrical mafia hitman I don't think twice I just let em just sink in the quick sand

I′m too nice, they ain't gon help me advance

I'm not a puppet you can pull on some strings to make dance

G-Bounce, Walk on em an dance put up your hands get down for yo land

The West Coast is advanced all endeavors gettin payed in advance

Posted up G′d up in my stance NickTaylor4Real!

Baseline line kickin watch me boogie on some funky shit

Indeed you gon lose yo mind, neighbors get to trippin they just hatin on this player shit

On me they be on my line! Dubai Ceentral, Dubaaaaaaiiiii Central

West Coast What up!

I spotted her through my binoculars and started choppin her

Properly proceeded to let her see that I′m jockin' her

It got hot I handed her the thermometer

Without even reading it I told her she was a swallower

I′m gamed up I got wisdom for sale

I could put you up on something make yo business prevail

I could spark a joint, while you braiding me down

Let's talk about yo business plan I′ll help you map it all out, what's yo schedule like?

What could we do and prevent? She laughed at me and said Nick you hella sound like a pimp

Nawh I′m just chillin when I'm working so the work gotta limp

And the reflection of perfection is what's reeling you in

This that glob of activator on a texturized Jerry Curl

I smoke a lot of weed and get a lot of pearl

Rockstar Games I need a soundtrack contract San Andreas

2 gon hit the streets like straight crack, imagine if Pac was featured on this

And Nate Dogg heard it like damn and bounced on the remix

Some G shit to pull up on switches and hit the weed with

The prefix the prelude, the helix in the horseshoe, this that torch blue

Hard headed cartoon, finna go goofy on yo bitch that is bad news

Hope she ain′t afraid fly Ima take her out the hood to Dubai, World Class!

Baseline line kickin watch me boogie on some funky shit

Indeed you gon lose yo mind, neighbors get to trippin

They just hatin on this player shit on me they be on my line!

Dubai Ceentral, Dubaaaaaaiiiii Central. West Coast what up!

Lagu lain oleh Nick Taylor