Welcome by Robert Louis Lyrics
[Hook]
'What you see?'
Nothing but the bright lights
'How you feel?'
Like its gunna be a good night
Made it to Westwood
'tell me what you like'
Yeah, might as well. I’ll tell you what I like
I like the women like the drinking
I like swimming in the deep end
I can’t even see them though
Tell me where’d they go?
'I Dont Know'
So high right now.'damn'
Fuck it! Time to touch down and put on for the town
[Verse 1: Robert Louis]
Welcome to Westwood, aka the best hood
Full of mother fuckers trying to prove that they could
And you can be
Putting work in like my grammy
And manning up to critics talking shit you dont understand me
Ain’t it enough to just say fuck it
Young adults all in a ruckus, start to stumble
Mumble in the hallway to their mother
Yeah I love her but my own life comes above her
I want some trouble,having second thoughts
Make it a double then, fresh up out the oven man
I’m hotter than your lady friend, she agrees
Against me will, you gotta listen up
Kill or be killed, real or no deal
Ay you missed out, How’s that hand feel muthafucka'?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Robert Louis]
Okay! I was taught through music just to keep it real
That’s how you stand out, in the wild west shooting handouts
Don’t stick your hand out, battle freestyle
It’s been a while but I ain’t lost my smile
I’m painting pictures, oh you got a mistress
No respect a man don’t cheat with bitches
Now your pissy? fuck what you thought of me
I could give a dogs dick to your bitch, honestly
That’s a promise from a bad news B
Want these lady bruins in their underwear
I relieve the scared, no fear I’m here
I won’t shed a tear for the rivals on the south side
Blue til I die
Trojans always end up With jizz in their eye
BITCH!!! (tell me how is that for a fucking diss?)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Robert Louis]
Im on Gayley, doubters in a gay league
So suck a dick then throw the Trojan in the trash
You need to learn where real is at
I said it Westwood, so respect it
Shouts to all them girls from DeNeve up to Hedrick
Lovely ladies learning lessons
Quad L, put me underneath your spell
Every second is a blessing
I went to hell and came back, still ain’t fit for heaven though
Dropped this on the 7th, yeah you are welcome
Doing my thang whilst saving for my change
Free me cuz I don’t sell them
Blue and gold grizzly - post grad ill get it tatted
Class of ’15, the west is where its' at
West is where its' at
'What you see?'
Nothing but the bright lights
'How you feel?'
Like its gunna be a good night
Made it to Westwood
'tell me what you like'
Yeah, might as well. I’ll tell you what I like
I like the women like the drinking
I like swimming in the deep end
I can’t even see them though
Tell me where’d they go?
'I Dont Know'
So high right now.'damn'
Fuck it! Time to touch down and put on for the town
[Verse 1: Robert Louis]
Welcome to Westwood, aka the best hood
Full of mother fuckers trying to prove that they could
And you can be
Putting work in like my grammy
And manning up to critics talking shit you dont understand me
Ain’t it enough to just say fuck it
Young adults all in a ruckus, start to stumble
Mumble in the hallway to their mother
Yeah I love her but my own life comes above her
I want some trouble,having second thoughts
Make it a double then, fresh up out the oven man
I’m hotter than your lady friend, she agrees
Against me will, you gotta listen up
Kill or be killed, real or no deal
Ay you missed out, How’s that hand feel muthafucka'?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Robert Louis]
Okay! I was taught through music just to keep it real
That’s how you stand out, in the wild west shooting handouts
Don’t stick your hand out, battle freestyle
It’s been a while but I ain’t lost my smile
I’m painting pictures, oh you got a mistress
No respect a man don’t cheat with bitches
Now your pissy? fuck what you thought of me
I could give a dogs dick to your bitch, honestly
That’s a promise from a bad news B
Want these lady bruins in their underwear
I relieve the scared, no fear I’m here
I won’t shed a tear for the rivals on the south side
Blue til I die
Trojans always end up With jizz in their eye
BITCH!!! (tell me how is that for a fucking diss?)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Robert Louis]
Im on Gayley, doubters in a gay league
So suck a dick then throw the Trojan in the trash
You need to learn where real is at
I said it Westwood, so respect it
Shouts to all them girls from DeNeve up to Hedrick
Lovely ladies learning lessons
Quad L, put me underneath your spell
Every second is a blessing
I went to hell and came back, still ain’t fit for heaven though
Dropped this on the 7th, yeah you are welcome
Doing my thang whilst saving for my change
Free me cuz I don’t sell them
Blue and gold grizzly - post grad ill get it tatted
Class of ’15, the west is where its' at
West is where its' at