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Rich Gang - Panties To The Side Ft. French Montana Tyga Bow Wow & Gudda Gudda
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Gang
Rich Gang
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyga
Tyga
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Composer
Karim Kharbouch
Karim Kharbouch
Composer
Andrew Harr
Andrew Harr
Composer
Jermaine Jackson
Jermaine Jackson
Composer
S. Moss
S. Moss
Composer
Carl Lilly
Carl Lilly
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Runners
The Runners
Producer
Fareed Salamah
Fareed Salamah
Recording Engineer
Jeff "Supa Jeff" Villanueva
Jeff "Supa Jeff" Villanueva
Recording Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Recording Engineer
Vadim Chislov
Vadim Chislov
Recording Engineer
Sean Buchanan
Sean Buchanan
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ronald "Slim Tha Don" Williams
Ronald "Slim Tha Don" Williams
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I think I fell in love, man, ha ha ha
Shorty cold-blooded
[Verse 2]
Shorty pull her panties to the side
(Rich Gang)
Told me keep my feelings to the side
[Verse 3]
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[Verse 4]
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
[Verse 5]
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
(Rich Gang)
[Verse 6]
She move them panties to the side
She give me head while I drive
These bitches flyin' in like flies
Maybach, no roof, turn a bitch, butterfly
Rose gold in that Autobahn, I'm gettin' money in real time
That big hand on them dollar signs, I'm on West Coast rich time
Get punched out for your punch lines
These **** snitchin' like I did the crime
I get the cake like a baker man
No Jamaican Kush, that's Beenie Man
These **** hood-hoppers
Don't give a bitch no options
I do this shit for my squadron
Ain't got time for no conference
I call up some real **** but they ain't 'bout that talking
I walk in with my bitch, fattest ass in the party
[Verse 7]
Woo, shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
[Verse 8]
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[Verse 9]
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
[Verse 10]
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Hey French, we in the club way too much, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know we playing with new bands, homeboy
[Verse 11]
Started with a stack
Then I got five more
Could have bought a ball team
With all this money I blow
Walk in stalls 'cause these hoes know I'm finna go retarded
Ballin' hard, no James Harden, Bentley truck too big to park it (Skrrt)
[Verse 12]
I'ma give her that work
Getting head, blowing purp
One hand on this blunt
Other hand up her skirt
Pussy sweet like apple juice
Fuck her till her pussy loose
And when I'm done, pass her to my man
So Ben can see what that pussy do
And she touching herself
Hey, what you gone off a molly?
And she thick and she finer than a motherfucker
Looking like tatted up Holly
Fuck all night, no strings attached
This ain't no in love shit, girl
This some fun shit
Dick too bomb, she done got caught up
And when I lick that spot then I make bitch cum quick
[Verse 13]
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
[Verse 14]
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[Verse 15]
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
[Verse 16]
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
(Rich Gang)
[Verse 17]
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
I'm with the number one stunna
Hands rubbin' every time we doin' numbers
GT Vodka all summer
Yeah, it's time to bring them 'raris out
Scratch that, we bringin' that Bugatti out
I'ma show 'em how to get this money
I'm laughin' to the bank, you **** money funny
I'm a real ****, you's a counterfeit
Throw a hunnid racks and tell her count it, bitch
Money flowin' like a fountain, bitch
All my paper adding up, you don't know shit
[Verse 18]
Guh, shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
[Verse 19]
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
[Verse 20]
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
(Rich Gang)
Written by: Andrew Harr, Bryan Christopher Williams, Carl Lilly, Jermaine Jackson, Karim Kharbouch, S. Moss, Tyga

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