three 6 mafia feat kanye west project pat - side 2 side lyrics
yeah, this a dance song
for all my thugs in the club that don’t dance
just be in the back, arms folded, cap pulled down
just scopin’ everythang, you know what i’m sayin’?
keepin’ it gangster! you goin’ down
three 6 mafia, kanye west, project pat, what!
i’m in the club posted up, got my arms folded
blunt in my mouth and these haters i’m scopin’
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m in the club posted up, got my arms folded
50 pull down and these haters i’m scopin’
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
yeah, see ho i don’t dance
in the city where i’m from i wear the pants
these b-tches think they cool
i got the d-ck so i make the rules
i got a big ol’ c-ck
i love a b-tch with a big ol’ bra
she love suckin’ up c-m
i think i’ma give her some
i’m from the south side of chi, i’m in the hood, show me love
flickin’ at the grammys with the michael jackson gloves
after show crazy probably thought i was on drugs
k-mon d gl-sses man i don’t give a f-ck
i’m on them rims by mali, i’m c-cky as ali
i’d told you motherf-ckers i’d make history for ali
thinkin’ naz was the twister here from side 2 side
now i get on tv do whatever i decide
i’m in the club posted up, got my arms folded
blunt in my mouth and these haters i’m scopin’
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m in the club posted up, got my arms folded
50 pull down and these haters i’m scopin’
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
twistin’ my body, movin’ to the music
cool little party, don’t you confuse it
we can get choosy, [incomprehensible]
little cuz gotta a thing on him he’ll use it
hands c-cked to the right and to the left though
killers on blow, insane like a klepto
maniac, project back, postin’ with my kinfolks
ridin’ with the hood, north north to the world folk
i thought you knew i was the man, the d-boy off the chain
go on walk up to a gal, tell her, “b-tch, i’m rick jamesâ€
with the diamonds in my ring and the gold front fangs
and ya know i’m hood rich, means i gotta little change
with my thugs from the north ‘cause i know they got my back
and we lookin’ for some chickens that can work it on the track
i’m just tryin’ to get a mill, i ain’t tryin’ to be a mack
postin’ up in the club with a pocket full o’ crack
i’m in the club posted up, got my arms folded
blunt in my mouth and these haters i’m scopin’
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m in the club posted up, got my arms folded
50 pull down and these haters i’m scopin’
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
i’m just twistin’ my body from side 2 side
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