Front, Back & Side to Side
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride
I got a '64 Chevy in my yard
A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
White plush inside southern robe is fresh
Triple gold double-A Dayton's is the best, ugh
I got them sixteen switches like Dre
Cos where I'm from nigga that's what everybody play
UGK-1 written smooth on my plates
'Cause trill-ass niggas don't never come fake
I'm 'bout to hit Dove Way, just past Troy's
I'm dippin' by myself, I'm 'bout to call up my boys
I pass up the corner I see some bitches lookin' fine
I hit the corner one more time to see the booty from behind
Got to the corner, hit the switch and made it jump
I got the JVC's and the trigger so it bump, uh
I know you ho-ass niggas wanna ride, bitch
I got the front, back, and side to side, daddy
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride
Tight white interior, candy apple red 'Lac, bitch
Solid gold snowflakes with that honey gloss
And tighter than a sheep's dick
Hittin the switches make the ass jump
Hood tall, solid gold true chrome jacks up the ass, whoa
Smoke be the jack town mack
In a caddy, six fuckin' fifteen, hittin' hard than a nigga's daddy
And all you hoes gettin' dick, in yo' back
Goin' smack from a country-ass gold teeth chicken eatin' mack
'Cause I'm a player that get sweet and gushy
I take your bitch to my crib and throw a party on that pussy
And watch the niggas jock a G
Big cars, big money, big nuts, shit it's Smoke D
Wit the smooth G-ride gettin' scandalous
Pussy, I dismantle it, these hoes can't handle it
Fine-ass, big booty bitches in my ride
'Cause the Smoke got that front
That back, and side to side, nigga
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Got front and back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride
Yeah it's the 9-4
That mean it's super tight, right?
For the niggas hittin' them switches
Spice 1, I know he hittin' them switches
Yeah, that fool, Brad
I know he hittin' them switches, you know what I'm sayin'?
H-town, D-Town, Atlanta, GA, yeah
And all my niggas say, and all my fools down in N.O.
Yeah, hittin' them switches, that shit tight
Ha, yeah, K Dogg down in PA (right)
Candy queen hittin 'them switches (right, right)
What's up D-Ray? (Uh, you know it)
Oh yeah, I'm flossy
It's the Gulfway Boulevard menace
Tearing up all four motherfucking corners on your block, bitch
Nothin' but that bunny hop happenin, hard cappin'
Daily routine, my shit is plush
Interior crush and nigga I'm too clean, huh
Don't be like the rest
I must excite the best in your soul
So let a nigga take control
And do what the fuck you been waitin' to see
And that's me rolling on three Dayton's
With one of them hoes in the air, just hanging up there
Sitting fat' than a bitch and I don't care
I'm just puffing on red here
Rolled in a fronto leaf I got from little daddy in the NO
And even though I wish I had some indo
I don't give a fat fuck, with a six pack
Twelves in the trunk, chrome dip
Nigga don't trip, I ain't nobody's punk
So swing down sweet rag top and let me ride
Wanna skate? Baby, don't wait, let's glide and slide, right
Never let ho-ass niggas ride (true)
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Never let ho-ass niggas ride
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride (got front, back, and side to side)
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass niggas ride
Got front, back, and side to side