E 40 - "Sideways" lyrics
*** Complimentary Sideways Ringtone ***
Featuring B Legit Mac Shon]
Intro: B Legit
I know you know
Mobb shit bitch
I'm in the S E 4 double oh
Verse One: B Legit E 40
But check game doe
Sitting real low stick in the flo' oh
The hoe want me to come swoop
But the bitch ain't got no gas fetti (gas fetti)
Take her for a ride in my blue Lex Luthor (Lex Luth ah)
So I burnt her like Fast Freddy (Fast Freddy)
Hit me on the first when your mail has come
And maybe we can go to the mall or somethin (to the mall or somethin)
Heavy ass shit for the mob -- for the mob
When I make a zillion I resign -- I resign
I'm realer than a hundred dollar bill with the line across
Santa do you know E-40'
When Christmas come around ask Santa Claus
Bet you that nigga say "That's my homey!"
We used to perv grind curb trip to my grandma
Kahlua with them brandy almost every day
Santa bought me, a new Mac-10 (yeah)
Cardiac is cool, but I'm on gin (on gin)
Yeah, Click shit makes a motherfucker's night
Niggaz listen to it cuz it's light
Crooked twisted unlisted on the highways
We riding sideaways, beotch!
Chorus: Mac Shon
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Back up the Coupe and roll sideways")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Made a left at the corner cuz it was hoes")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("I'm looking for a big seat")
I'm riding sideawats, this way thatta way
Verse Two: B-Legit, E-40
("Hoes see this type of shit and go reala...")
I'm riding city to city (city to city), me and Leviti
So get your toilet paper cuz it's gon' get shitty (gon' get shitty)
I hit the highway goin East (East)
Twenty-two ounces of yeast (yeast...)
I'm playin this game cuz a nigga my age be
Wanna know if B-Legit can kick it tonight (what else)
I met her last night and today she paged me
But age ain't nothin but a number -- number
Only sixteen, way too tight
Nine nine ten, eleven and up
Intro: B Legit
I know you know
Mobb shit bitch
I'm in the S E 4 double oh
Verse One: B Legit E 40
But check game doe
Sitting real low stick in the flo' oh
The hoe want me to come swoop
But the bitch ain't got no gas fetti (gas fetti)
Take her for a ride in my blue Lex Luthor (Lex Luth ah)
So I burnt her like Fast Freddy (Fast Freddy)
Hit me on the first when your mail has come
And maybe we can go to the mall or somethin (to the mall or somethin)
Heavy ass shit for the mob -- for the mob
When I make a zillion I resign -- I resign
I'm realer than a hundred dollar bill with the line across
Santa do you know E-40'
When Christmas come around ask Santa Claus
Bet you that nigga say "That's my homey!"
We used to perv grind curb trip to my grandma
Kahlua with them brandy almost every day
Santa bought me, a new Mac-10 (yeah)
Cardiac is cool, but I'm on gin (on gin)
Yeah, Click shit makes a motherfucker's night
Niggaz listen to it cuz it's light
Crooked twisted unlisted on the highways
We riding sideaways, beotch!
Chorus: Mac Shon
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Back up the Coupe and roll sideways")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Made a left at the corner cuz it was hoes")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("I'm looking for a big seat")
I'm riding sideawats, this way thatta way
Verse Two: B-Legit, E-40
("Hoes see this type of shit and go reala...")
I'm riding city to city (city to city), me and Leviti
So get your toilet paper cuz it's gon' get shitty (gon' get shitty)
I hit the highway goin East (East)
Twenty-two ounces of yeast (yeast...)
I'm playin this game cuz a nigga my age be
Wanna know if B-Legit can kick it tonight (what else)
I met her last night and today she paged me
But age ain't nothin but a number -- number
Only sixteen, way too tight
Nine nine ten, eleven and up
Baby got her hair done by Shanda -- Shanda
If you bleed, you get fucked -- fucked
No not me, not fo'-oh -- not fo'-oh
I break the bootch down with a two by fo'
When the bitch is actin crabby that means she's on her menestration
Eryfuckinday is a holiday, celebration
Talkin more shit than Kalidous
I be like fuckin em like dissin it to the highest -- highest
(which way we ridin) Riding sideaways... beotch!
A str-uh, strizuck out in my Cutlass Supreme on a Friday
Chorus: Mac Shon
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Doing about a buck fifty")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Pervin swervin runnin all into the curb and")
("Danked out, and full of that Cisco")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Bout a gallon to the dome, then that's the hit")
Verse Three: E-40, B-Legit
See I'ma hogg nigga, Beverly Hillbilly
Neckbone, socks, tails, pork'n'beans and chili
Regurgitate and kick a bootch move up out the telly
Just like my nigga Celly, we likes to kick it silly
Cause they out there bad ain't satisfied
Hoes just wanna be pacified
BEOTCH! You usin too much red
But I can't do no justice cuz the justice ain't to be did
Now I've been known to break niggaz off (off)
Hard type or soft, line em up chalk em up as a loss
See me in the parking lot doing my thang (yeah)
Love to see my old school dance in the rain (kick it)
The po-po's came then they closed up shop (kick it)
Smashed through the Hood and we made that hot (yah)
See the shit don't stop (stop) motherfuckers pop (pop)
Seven-deuce drop (drop) Coney air shocks (mmhmm)
Riding through the shit like Racer X
And if a motherfucker flex break back and necks (back and necks)
Running red lights and the right-of-ways
(How we gonna get it doe') We get it sideaways, beitch!!
Chorus: Mac Shon
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Late at night up and down saying hi...")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Be trapped trunk, Stark Boulevard")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Come here you little hard-ass boy!")
("Niggaz like to hear this type of shit when they crawl
If you bleed, you get fucked -- fucked
No not me, not fo'-oh -- not fo'-oh
I break the bootch down with a two by fo'
When the bitch is actin crabby that means she's on her menestration
Eryfuckinday is a holiday, celebration
Talkin more shit than Kalidous
I be like fuckin em like dissin it to the highest -- highest
(which way we ridin) Riding sideaways... beotch!
A str-uh, strizuck out in my Cutlass Supreme on a Friday
Chorus: Mac Shon
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Doing about a buck fifty")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Pervin swervin runnin all into the curb and")
("Danked out, and full of that Cisco")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Bout a gallon to the dome, then that's the hit")
Verse Three: E-40, B-Legit
See I'ma hogg nigga, Beverly Hillbilly
Neckbone, socks, tails, pork'n'beans and chili
Regurgitate and kick a bootch move up out the telly
Just like my nigga Celly, we likes to kick it silly
Cause they out there bad ain't satisfied
Hoes just wanna be pacified
BEOTCH! You usin too much red
But I can't do no justice cuz the justice ain't to be did
Now I've been known to break niggaz off (off)
Hard type or soft, line em up chalk em up as a loss
See me in the parking lot doing my thang (yeah)
Love to see my old school dance in the rain (kick it)
The po-po's came then they closed up shop (kick it)
Smashed through the Hood and we made that hot (yah)
See the shit don't stop (stop) motherfuckers pop (pop)
Seven-deuce drop (drop) Coney air shocks (mmhmm)
Riding through the shit like Racer X
And if a motherfucker flex break back and necks (back and necks)
Running red lights and the right-of-ways
(How we gonna get it doe') We get it sideaways, beitch!!
Chorus: Mac Shon
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Late at night up and down saying hi...")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Be trapped trunk, Stark Boulevard")
I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way
("Come here you little hard-ass boy!")
("Niggaz like to hear this type of shit when they crawl
*** Complimentary Sideways Ringtone ***
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