Side lyrics

Nigga you a b*tch I can see it in ya eyes

You ain't shootin shit nigga quit it with the lies

If we can't get to you we takin it out on ya guys

Security at the front door so we came through the side

Halo tips leave a nigga head open wide

I just know why she get her mouth open wide

I got peanut butter on the inside grape jelly outside

Niggas wolf on the Internet but they never outside

Know everytime we ride somebody gonna die

P*ssy nigga if you had a fly swatter prolly wouldn't see a fly die

Hittin neiman markets I'm out shoppin I can't help it I'm a fly guy

I hit the yolo with the backin soda watch it change colors tada

I hit the stew with the booth up leave the rap game with a black eye

I kill a nigga in a taylor suit like James Bond with the bow tie

If you want beef drop location we meet I don't fear no guy

Can't game gang bang on the keyboard in a street war when you gonna die

I'm (.....) through cruising in my whip bae

Wan't you let me f*ck you in my Mercedes

Yellow russian paint yeah my shit licorice

I'm laughin to the bank this money got me ticklish

I water whip a white b*tch I got wrist in it

I'm in a foreign windows tinted cot ya b*tch in it

I f*ck this rap game like I got my d*ck in it

She a yellow thick b*tch I like how she switchin it

These rap niggas too soft good a** tickin me off

B*tch I ball like the super bowl I'm kickin it off

Balmains filled with blue cheese

I got the blues new whip 22 (.....) tennis shoes

Why this x pill be m I a m?

Why this red bone b*tch tryna be my bae?

Kick her to the curve send that b*tch on her way

Get like foe nem on the curve nigga you in my way

Gold cuban links cost a 100k k k

I don't f*ck with niggas like I'm with the k k k

Me and ye ridin round with Ak k k

I kill ya like I'm stuck in a doll from childs play

Nigga want beef we can meet

Out here some where in the streets

I got double C on my feet

She hungry for my d*ck she can eat

Give a doggy b*tch a doggy a treat

She always beggin you for leech

Hard boys runnin for police

I got shooters out west north south east

Like 2pac I'm from the west side

High broke from the left side

Off set ridin 24 I got 23 on the front tire

Hit ya b*tch from the backside

You told me that's the best side

Bad b*tch with some good brain

Good head till her neck tire

I'm shootin shit NCAA

Ridin round with a 5-9

Blue tips in a new whip

In a old school like back in the day

Old school like back in the day

• Artist:Lud Foe
• Album:No Hooks II