Woorden: Dunk Ryders. Fuck The Otha Side.

[Talking]
Fuck the otha side
that side aint shit
niggas cant fuck wit me

[Chorus]
Now Its a Special way I fold my flag
And ill bust ya head if its bout dat cash
Give me a dickey i dont need that outfit (hol up)
a 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)
cause bitch im live

[Verse 1]
yeah and i cant even lie
You can tell by my red ass eyes that im high
Im Doin Sign Language, Screamin fuck the other side
fradulent ass niggas aint nuttin but some lies
we beat niggas have bitchis like god
them boys in that all black y
mouths get wide
an bitches get dumb
and bodies gettin lef in the middle a da club
n yeah we on dro
more den any otha hoe
guns standin from the cielin to the mathafuckin flo'
an we get i an we go jus like gettin it from da sto'
leave it in the weight house wit a dickey full a blow (My Nigga)

[Chorus]
Now Its a Special way I fold my flag
And ill bust ya head if its bout dat cash
Give me a dickey i dont need that outfit (hol up)
a 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)
cause bitch im live
Fuck The Other Side
And ill say it twice, Fuck The other Side
we in this bitch deep smellin like a pound
And if you really want it you can get it right now

[Verse 2]
Now everybody like why you do it like that
Why the hell every day you be in that all black
Fresh Pair of J's and you kno they all black
Still posted in the hood with my dogs countin stacks
This Shit aint nothin new, they know how i do it homes
Seven tre (73) Big body sittin on chrome
Hood On Swole, Everybody on lean
Im Smokin on Dro with a Hoodrat Bitch
Goons on line and they aint got shit
But we good over here, tell em get like this
Standin in the trap with my pill young jiss
Gettin off sacks, what you know about this (Bout This)

[Chorus]
Now Its a Special way I fold my flag
And ill bust ya head if its bout dat cash
Give me a dickey i dont need that outfit (hol up)
a 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)
cause bitch im live
Fuck The Other Side
And ill say it twice, Fuck The other Side
we in this bitch deep smellin like a pound
And if you really want it you can get it right now


[Verse 3]
Look you dont really want it, cause you can really get it
You can catch me in that dickie or that 305 fitted
I aint worried bout a busta, I Aint worried bout a holla
If a nigga try me than im gonna kill that mothafucka
Fuck the other side, i aint gotta say it twice
All i do is say it once and my niggas on point
And Then you see them black flags, turn into them black masks
pull them choppas out, like they off in baghdad

[Chorus]
Now Its a Special way I fold my flag
And ill bust ya head if its bout dat cash
Give me a dickey i dont need that outfit (hol up)
a 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)
cause bitch im live
Fuck The Other Side
And ill say it twice, Fuck The other Side
we in this bitch deep smellin like a pound
And if you really want it you can get it right now

(Thanks to Tiffany for correcting these lyrics)