The best to the least, west to the east, but he's the east coast,
Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold
Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
Or, biggie smalls, the master of flow and the big poppa of east coast//
But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned
From the east to the west coast
Hand to hand in the cold
Ubn and east coast don't scare us
Sometimes i feel so worthless
Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied
My flow is tight and cold as ice, coast to coast it's right,
I rock her world from coast to coast
All this paper i fold
Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear
Well the coast is clear so go coast to coast bitch and disappear
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