| Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh
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| Side niggas can’t dance like this, no
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| No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
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| Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh
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| Side niggas can’t stamp like this, uh-uh
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| Yeah, yeah (You know what time it is), yeah, yeah, yeah
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| What you know about this? | 
| This before your time
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| I used to two-step in the 019
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| I always been fine, this is not new wine
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| I just happened to find a way to live my whole life in my prime
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| Side niggas don’t look this good, can’t cook this good
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| Can’t fuck this good, can’t get right
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| You send him to the store and forget that he left
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| You send me to the store, I come back with a chef
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| I’ll come back out of breath
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| While your side nigga sittin' at the club with a booty on his chin like a cleft
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| I don’t never want two that’s the same as the next
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| I made the three more famous than Steph
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| No cap, that’s a roundhouse kick to a Jameson’s neck
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| I got a Jada Pinkett keeping sure my shame is in check
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| Cross-legged in the dojo, my master, mentor
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| Side chicks can’t take out splinters
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| Side chicks make they Kool-Aid with Splenda
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| Side chicks can’t come to Auntie Linda’s house
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| They gon' send her off, they gon' send her out
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| To buy more things that they hid in the couch
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| Don’t you know that side niggas can’t cop no Tesla?
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| Pull up in a ring like wrestlers
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| Pop out at the soccer game with the VVS’s and a bunch of snacks
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| Model X Falcon, backseat, doing jumping jacks
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| 20−1-9, I want it one of a kind
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| 2020, I’ma be ahead of my time
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| Twenty thousand leagues, the biggest fish in the pond
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| But if you never go fishing, it’s something you’ll never find
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| We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)
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| We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)
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| I know some shawties that’ll blast for me over blasphemy
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| And throw that ass for me, show my last to sleep
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| Huh, slow motion so I had to see
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| Before you start, fill my glass, wipe my glasses
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| I love her passion, ooh (Sweet)
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| I drank my passionfruit (Sweet)
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| I’m runnin' through your organs like when I pass the hoop
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| I wanna pass the ball, I don’t pass the ball
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| I’m Kobe, baby, I ate it up
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| I ain’t ate all month, you lookin' like a plate of lunch
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| Sentiment was edgy if she let her get stoned
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| Almost fell in love, I hurt my heart from these songs
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| Terminally known, she can feel it in the stones
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| Now she giving me ultimatums
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| I told her I hate tomatoes, some chances, I gotta take 'em
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| I can’t see for the life of me
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| Why all these hoes like me when I got wifey
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| Side chicks can’t do flat twists
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| Bet a dollar you could buy me a Brisk (Yeah, yeah)
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| Side chicks can’t cook no grits
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| Grits, nigga, grits
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| We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)
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| We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)
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| Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh
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| Side niggas can’t dance like this, no
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| No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
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| Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh
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| Side niggas can’t stamp like this, uh-uh
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| (Oh yeah) |