Side 2 Side (feat. Kanye West & Project Pat - Explicit)-Three 6 Mafia/Kayne West/Project Pat

Side 2 Side - Three 6 Mafia 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**ches think they cool I got the dick so I make the rules I got a big ol’ cock I love a b**ch with a big ol’ bra She love suckin’ up cum 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 Kumon D glasses man I don’t give a f**k I’m on them rims by Mali, I’m cocky as Ali I’d told you motherf**kers 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 cocked 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, “*, I’m Rick James” 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