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lirik lagu blade icewood - shorty on my side

(verse 1)

girl come and ride with a n~gga from the city
it’s scary round here so i keep the thang with me
keep a gang of crispies, so we can do whatever
been in jail, shot up so i’m a thug forever
get ya carti purses when we fly to vegas to the fight
see my dog young buck, “yo what’s up for the night?”
rent a ferrari to smash out, criss ’till we pass out
then hit the suites so i can wear that ass out
then it’s back to the ghetto i got cho’ to get, o’s to cook
a couple spots crankin’ off the hook
go on take a look ain’t no flaws in this ice
diamonds so big make ya girl look twice right
i bet it be nice to spеnd ? and
f~ck first class girl i got my own jet
now i wanna see my little competition do that
i only f~ck with thеm dimes while they f~ck with them rats

(chorus 2x)

i got the .40 on my side, bad ass b~tch in my ride
here go the weed lil mama let’s get high
that’s how it is when you roll with a g
promise the time of ya life when you f~ck with me
(verse 2)

see i don’t give a d~mn
if you a westside, eastside, street girl, college girl long as you honest girl
you keep it real with me i keep it real with you
my benz c4 your benz c2, take you out the hood, let you lay up in the burbs
see n~ggas probably wanna stick me cause i’m rich off words
that’s why i keep that fully on me at all times
posted in the hood ’cause i’m still on the grind
body like a dancer if i can only get a chance to
show ya how freaky it can get on some real sh~t
we can f~ck until the bed break, hit the flo’ still goin’
i ain’t stopping til them legs shake, you wanna bring ya friends we can do that too
it take n~gga like me to bring that freak outta you
at first you was kind of clueless like stacy dash
now you drivin’ up, rollin up while i’m countin’ my cash

(chorus 2x)

i got the .40 on my side, bad ass b~tch in my ride
here go the weed lil mama let’s get high
that’s how it is when you roll with a g
promise the time of ya life when you f~ck with me

(verse 3)
i got on a white~tee you got on gucci
from ya shirt to ya shoes even covering up ya coochie
gucci was my name way before the rap game, run up on you in the club
mommy, what’s your name? you lookin like you know a lil somethin’
rollie ring, couple karats in ya ear, what’s up, ya man here?
if not we can ride in the ’64 get acquainted, hit the switch and make it sit low
she never sat in a car worth 80 from the 60’s
it gets much better all you gotta do is roll with me
if you don’t smoke then roll up for me, you got a man i got a women
so we can be each others homie
when you lonely hit me up so we can talk on the phone
or if you feelin’ freaky we can hit the room and bone
so what it is home girl, tell me what its gon’ be?
promise the time of ya life if you f~ck with me

(chorus 2x)

i got the .40 on my side, bad ass b~tch in my ride
here go the weed lil mama let’s get high
that’s how it is when you roll with a g
promise the time of ya life when you f~ck with me

- lirik lagu blade icewood

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