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traxamillion - sideshow lyrics

[verse 1: too $hort]
a yo trax let me see what you got
i don’t rap if the beat don’t knock
i need b-ss, make it fast, every girl in the place shaking -ss
yea that’s that baysh-t
give it to her good, that p-ssy stay wet
i know what you want b-tch
you hooked on slap, you want that funk sh-t
well holla at traxamillion
but don’t fall in love and start catching feelings
he won’t love you back, why would he?
flipped her and had a sideshow in her p-ssy
we don’t stop doing donuts
nothing gon change when the police show up
burning rubber in the streets of oakland (b-tch!)
what are you smoking?

[hook: mistah f.a.b and too short]
go go go dumb at the sideshow, what are you smoking? (x3)
go go go dumb at the sideshow, thizz!

[verse 2: mistah f.a.b.]
the sideshow, they wanna shut us down
but we a’sw-ng something on every corner in the town
police mad, the streets is wild
3 o’clock in the morning and the beats is loud
man, it don’t stop, won’t stop, never would
somebody gon sw-ng something in every hood
they profile with ‘cuds and stangs
now a days n-ggas’ll sw-ng anything
boxes, buicks, buckets and chevys
driving h-lla fast like mario andretti
a hundred down the block on the other side
only time they slow down when they ghost ride
when they hop out the car, walk and steer
and then thizz face like they sippin bitter beer
the sideshow 2006, ain’t nothing like it was when richie rich

[hook]

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