side 2 side lyrics – three 6 mafia

[dj paul]
yeah… this a dance song for all my n*gg*z in the club
that don’t dance… just be in the back arms folded…
blunt in the mouth… cap pulled down just scoping everything
knowhati’msayin? just in the cut… watching you haters
with a tone on em…

[chorus – dj paul]
i’m in the club posted up (up) got my arms folded
blunt in my mouth and these haters i’m scoping i’m just
twisting my body from side 2 side (i’m just)
twisting my body from side 2 side
i’m in the club posted up (up) got my arms folded
fitted pulled down and these haters i’m scoping i’m just
twisting my body from side 2 side (i’m just)
twisting my body from side 2 side

[dj paul]
see ho i don’t dance (dance)
in the city where i’m from i wear the pants (wear the pants)
these b*tches think they cool (cool)
i got the d*ck so i make the rules (make the rules)
i drive a big ol’ car (big ol’ car)
i love a b*tch with a big ol’ bra (big ol’ bra)
she love sucking up c*m (c*m)
i think i’mma give her some (some)
these n*gg*z in here think i’m a ho (i’m a ho)
cause i’m quiet and ain’t on the dance flo (dance flo)
but if one of ’em try me (try me)
i’mma be the new ink in his diary (diary)
i bet my click thicker than his (his)
we gon leave him on the floor in tears (tears)
plus i got a big tone (tone)
y’all suckaz betta leave me alone (leave me alone)

[chorus – dj paul]

[crunchy blac]
i’m in the club i’m posted up
a n*gg* talk sh*t so talk up
if you a thug then get buck
motherf*cker it’s whatever with me cause
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 hear the way hypnotize put it down
b*tch!

[juicy j]
i thought you knew i was the mane (mane) d-boy off the chain (chain)
gon walk up to a girl tell a b*tch i’m rick james (james)
wit the diamonds in my rang (rang) and gold point fangs (fangs)
and you know i’m hood rich means i got a lil change (change)
wit my thugs from the north cause i know they got my back
looking for some chickens that can work it on the track
i’m just tryna get a mill i ain’t tryna be a mack
posted up in the club wit a pocket full of crack

[chorus – dj paul]

[music to fade]

/ three 6 mafia lyrics