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Aitch – 1989 Lyrics

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  • May 20, 2022May 20, 2022

Lyrics 1989 – Aitch

Young A-I-Tizzy-CH, pull up in a G-Class when I’m on the E-state
All you’re gonna see is rats when you got some cheesecake
So my brothers, yeah

Yo
Young A-I-Tizzy-CH, pull up in a G-Class when I’m on the E-state (Skrrt)
All you gonna see is rats when you got some cheesecake
So my brothers T-rap, see your food and T-ake
Dom Peri 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 clap it, she’s great
But she’s actin’ all sprung, think I had her T-Pain’d (Woo)
Mandem made racks at the back of these raves
Same way I take cash, do my rap and leave stage (Yeah)
Gave her one smash, now she backin’ team Aitch (Haha)
I don’t give a fuck how many rappers she’s laid (No way)
Pussy on tap, run the bath it gets mad
Spendin’ another few grand, 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 (Yeah)
That’s why my pockets fat like darts team (Haha)
Yeah, they look at me like, “It can’t be” (No way)
Yo, that boy got rich in a heartbeat (Skrrt)
Take the traction off the whip and I slide out
Roof off 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 (Yeah)
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
Probably platinum or gold, I got plaques for ’em all (Huh)
Don’t trip when I slip, money catches the fall
They can’t kick with the clique ’cause we actually ball

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

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