Side 2 Side

Yeah, this a dance song

For all my **** in the club that don't dance

Just be in the back, arms folded

Blunt in the mouth

Cap pulled down, just scopin' everything

Know what I'm sayin'? Just in the cut

Watchin' you haters with a tone on 'em

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 to side, I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side

I'm in the club posted up, got my arms folded

Fitted pulled down and these haters I'm scopin', I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side, I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side (Yeah)

See, ho, I don't dance

In the city where I'm from, I wear the pants

These bitches think they cool

I got the dick, so, I make the rules

I got a big ol' cock

I love a bitch with a big ol' bra

She love suckin' up cum

I think I'ma give her some

These **** in here think I'm a ho

'Cause I'm quiet and ain't on the dance floor

But if one of 'em try me

I'ma be the new ink in his diary

I bet my clique thicker than his

We gon' leave him on that floor in tears

Plus, I got a big tone

Y'all suckas better leave me alone

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 to side, I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side

I'm in the club posted up, got my arms folded

Fitted pulled down and these haters I'm scopin', I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side, I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side

I'm in the club, I'm posted up

A **** talk shit, so talk up

If you a thug, then get buck

Motherfucker, it's whatever with me, cuz

I act a fool, I act a clown

See, I can dance, lil' buddy, I get down

You hear my music, you know my style

You know the way, Hypnotize, put it down (Bitch)

I thought you knew I was the mane, the D-boy off the chain

Gon' walk up to a girl, tell her, "Bitch, I'm Rick James"

With the diamonds in my rang and the gold front fangs

And you know I'm hood rich, means I got a 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 tryna get a mill', I ain't tryna be a mack

Postin' up in the club with a pocket full of 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 to side, I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side

I'm in the club posted up, got my arms folded

Fitted pulled down and these haters I'm scopin', I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side, I'm just

Twistin' my body from side to side (Yeah)