Lyrics:
I'ma give all why y'all something, word up
Word up, all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one
They goin' be like,
"Yo you, you need
Baker on my chest dressed by the best
Throw that ass in a circle so impressed
Jewels shining, headlights hit the crest
We vibin' got the whole crew wet
you need me, I'm here for you
How that sound?
Now it's up to you
Depending on how you wanna get down
'Cause you're a big girl now
(You're a big
of this game to stay alive.
[Chorus x2]
Always wanted things always wanted cash.
To Live fast get the girls with tha biggest ass.
Fuck her 9 to 5 gotta
the blackbucket hearse
With the rusty grill a chrome
Picking up the homies
We get them one by one
If you ain't Psychopathic Ryda, boy, you cannot come (bump)
get off my dick
Pull up to the bumper baby
And kiss my motherfuckin ass!
As we come, together, forever, whenever
The clever get better (better) so
my swag, Then you know I'm a sue
If he pull up for one, Bet I drop him a deuce
If I hit his ass once, Bet I hit him for two
If he pull up for two, Bet
Patiently watchin waitin for a come up
Get your spot took, we rob land like white man
Plans to overthrow your whole shit by shaking your hand
nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, sittin' on chrome
That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
My whole crew lives illegal
Strapped with
shoot they ass up like rifleman
'Cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk motherfuckers be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back
crew a chosen few legit minds
Who live prime shorty's on some fly stuff
Admitted that can't resist mines
Mahogany complexion body probably dressed in
My
Holiday Inn,
Say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee! My mellow!
It's on to you, so whatcha gonna do?
Well, it's
friends get with me and my friends
But don't bring your ass by and you ain't got no ends
Word is bond it don't stop
Just ease your mind, come along
next
After you get those, come the hoes and the sex
Girl, you keep askin' 'bout the niggas in my crew
Yeah, I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me
next
After you get those, come the hoes and the sex
Girl, you keep askin' 'bout the niggas in my crew
Yeah, I'm down with Pooh, but what's up with me
fit real slick
Fuck up bands, fuck up bands
Fuck up fuck up fuck up bands
I came through with the crew
To fuck up fuck up fuck up bands
Pop a pill
Yea, yea
Ros
(Shut yo' bitch ass up, Pinoar)
Outta this world
New fit and new girl, yuh
Whatever works
Shortie ass gine get murked, yuh
I'm with
my body
Got me watching ass
I got a dance from a hottie
It got me acting bad
Cute face, coke shape
And that ass fat
Baby girl, hold weight
And that ass
gotta bend ya ass wit it, act a ass wit it
[Verse 2: B.G.]
That's right, act a fool bitch
Do what you do hoe
After I finish don't get up gotta let Weezy
it is
It might be if we buss in them
We'll have some cute kids
And white girls love to fuck
By the pool
And I'm with some white boys
That'll shoot up
"SouthSide"
Written by Monqique of Smeared Lipstick Crew
(HOOK)
South Side,South Side
Throw it up!
If you bitches want the smoke roll the blunt
their ass cheeks yellin Geronimo
It ain't a problem at all when K solve
Three-hundred and sixty degrees rhymes or boulevards
Are charged, by my entourage,
one on one
This is Basik Yo checking in one two
Watch out for your whole crew
We might do them by the two's
Three's and a hundreds I got you in
do it, let's do it, let's do it
And do it and do it, let's live it up
And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
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