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trinidad james - $outh$ide lyrics

[intro : trinidad james]
what you thought, we were gon’ turn out
from the mothef-ckin’ southside ?

[intro/bridge : trinidad james]
you from the east side, then throw it up
you from the east side, then throw it up
you from the west side, then throw it up
you from the west side, then throw it up
this is south side and we showin’ up
this is south side and we showin’ up

[hook: trinidad james]
ratchet b-tches, we love ’em
cl-ssy b-tches, we f-ck ’em
southside n-gga, ’til the death of me
f-ck n-gga, it’s nothin’

[verse 1 : forte bowie]
i’m from the southside of the city
n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me
we keep it 100, y’all n-ggas do 50
these b-tches ain’t nothin’
all these hoes is tricky
i’m saving all my love
that’s rest in peace to ms. whitney
i said what the f-ck is your problem, n-gga?
flexin’ up like you mobbin’, n-gga
boss up with your b-tch -ss
my team put you on silent, n-gga
what it does, i’m in this b-tch
i’m on the juice and my b-tch too thick
them thirsty hoes don’t get no d-ck
them thirsty hoes don’t get no d-ck
i get it how i live it cause i spit it like a g
i get ig’nant when i’m in it, cause we winning, can’t you see ?
n-gga i walk it like i wanna walk it
talk it like a b-tch
n-ggas be smilin’ up in my face
but they be steady talkin’ sh-t
p-ssy n-gga what’s up ?! what’s up ?!
ya ain’t nothin’ but a busta ! busta !
southside n-gga do southside sh-t
y’all n-ggas done f-cked up ! f-cked up !
tell a p-ssy n-gga what’s up ?! what’s up ?!
ya ain’t nothin’ but a busta ! busta !
southside n-gga do southside sh-t
y’all n-ggas done f-cked up ! f-cked up !
givin’ it to ’em like…

[hook]

[verse 2 : trinidad james]
i’m from 417, valley hill
we got phillips 66, f-ck a texaco (yes sir!)
y’all n-ggas rookie, i’m professional (b-tch!)
bringing swag back for these n-ggas (yes sir!)
don’t believe? check my instagram
check the comments, your girl in ‘em (jealous)
got emoji faces with the hearts in ’em (freak!)
can’t trust these women, put yo heart in ’em (true!)
this my year — i’m going hard, n-gga
call me the truth ? that’s a understatement
i prefer to call the b-tt naked (no socks)
i like my b-tches b-tt naked (no drawls)
got weed and molly and swag for sale
f-ck n-gga, i’m not playin’
miss lady, i’m just sayin’
what the p-ssy going for? cause i don’t mind paying
southside n-gga now i play it; i ain’t bourgie, ho
catch me at amc 24, my slim ho
me and her in them concords
gives these hoes a heart attack
when a southside n-gga in a bucket hat
with them diamond slacks (them diamond slacks)
my belt be a-s (jame$), my outfit be offset (jame$!)
and kicks calls for a double take cause these joints ain’t out yet (goldgang!!)
i couldn’t wait, i had to do it
she telling me she had to do me
p-ssed on the p-ssy, got mad and let my n-gga forte do her

[hook]

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