Testi Soundtracks :: C

[Hook]

sittin sidewayz, boyz in a daze

sittin sidewayz, boyz in a daze

sittin sidewayz, boyz in a daze

on a sunday night I might burn me some haze

[repeat]



[Verse 1]

Swisha house, Big Pokey and Paul Wall Baby

It's the people's champ, I'm something like a bawla

the candy paint drippin off of the ol' school Impala

I'm wit that big bank hank that poppi Joe and box

trunk bump like chicken pox, turn the bass up just a notch

you see them blades choppin, you see that trunk poppin

ho's that diss me in the club the same ho's in the parking lot boppin

they see me in the Jag, actin bad wit T Ferris

open mouth and showcase ice, and you gon see about twenty carrats

I'm what they do you on 5-9 double O

in the taho on twenty-fo's, I'm the truth I got that glow

I'm out that swisha house wit Archie Lee and Couda Bang

sittin sidewayz on swang and the candy paint drippin off the frame

you see me actin bad I'm showin out and pullin stunts

say cheese and show my fronts, it's mo' carrats then Bugs Bunny's lunch

I got a cup full of that oil, and I'm paid

plus I'm sittin side ways



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[Verse 2]

What it do

I'm on the block posted up like a mailbox

slangin licks on, the grind, puttin money in my socks

a legend in the hood for gold grills and poppin seals

a icon on the mic for showcasing my verbal skills

I'm in the club posted up wit some gang bangas

still flippin a ol' school candy cadillac on swangas

I got a styrophome white cup full of that drank

lookin for that dank, my hustle game sharp as a shank

big bank take little bank 80 4's and candy paint

tryna find some honey love, my mackin game is top rank

these ho's peepin me, ill hustlin on the side

eaves droppin my conversations, tryna figure which car I drive

I'm on the scene strapped up like I was bungee jumpin

hit the corner you hear me bumpin

look at that cold grillin' woman

the trunks popped up, my music screwed and chopped

I'm the undisputed king of the parking lot, I'm sittin sidewayz



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[Verse 3]

[Big Pokey]

maybe O.J's, ho's be goin' crazy when they see me

sittin sidewayz on them twenty-fo's

watch ya ho, watch ya money, watch ya clothes

single women's out the mold, glidin like a ice skater

motor like a snot nose

supersized drop doors mono blocks chop mold

customized deck cuz the mono block stock lows

Sadey Sade, Don Ki, Paul Wall in the place

heads up when you see us, we gon' put it in ya face

redbones scoutin together?? when I blaze

boys smell lemon haze, I ain't he nigga to settle

I'm that dude wit the metal, that get hot as a kettle

from messin round wit some cats that ain't go it together

flossin, breakin of the intersection crossin

three wheelin eckin the iz-ass on the rosses

S.U.C. in the do', M.O.B on the place

pull up in the driveway, leanin' and I'm sittin



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