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Belly soundtrack lyrics Hot Totti---Two Sides lyrics Chorus: repeat 2X I be that chick on the other side, down til I die When you need me I'll be there boo, I ain't gon' lie Tell wifey I said hi, lick this, give her a kiss As I, sit back and laugh about the ep she just missed Verse One: The chosen one, young lady never shady Can't fade me, I'm gettin money No dummy I'm actin funny, only true thug niggaz with figures, six oh-oh's, I love them oh's Peep' opposed, so I gotta get mine The boy is mine, laid up in the whip Gettin hit, that's the shit Leanin to the back, gettin freaky like that Who's fuckin with that, a 600 to a Hatch Catch my flows, hittin you with low blows Real chick on the side, take em for a long ride Watchin my flicks, talkin slick Kickin in doors, with the four-four Smash you tricks, not your average chick I cop guns and whips for you whores, mashin It's all thugged out, your wife lose your her life Chorus Verse Two: Girl I can't stand when he ain't around He makes me nervous, takin trips out of town to knock off this weight, but I truly understand Money's sweet in Albany he gettin two hundred a gram God forbid he get locked, or even worse bodied What the fuck I'ma do, besides him I got nobody Do he cheat? Probably, so what? I plays the mistress in a see-through dress, then guess, what's in the chest Nothin but gold and diamonds Young thing, hard to find one Bobby Brown on the lips, petiteness Hotness, whoo, I'm talkin slick Chorus Verse Three: Start a new beginnin never endin now I'm spendin If enemy do', I got to let you know I like the taste of moolah, do I have to school y'all? His and hers mountain bikes, always livin right My man keeps me tight, dressed in the best Nothin more nothin less, caressin, blessin never stressin Laid back fessin, it's early mornin, break of dawn and now I'm yawnin, I take a sneak peek Still how sweet my man creeps in stash box I hear a knock Who is it? He said Feds, I'm here to visit I opened the door, he pushed me on the floor Searchin my house, why them tricks had to run they mouth? Thangs ain't like it used to be can't you see Bitch ass wannabes wannabe me To-tti, whatchu gonna do when I come for you? The same thing you been doin Chorus Other Belly soundtrack lyrics: Braveheart F Nature---I Wanna Live lyrics Half-a-Mil---Some Niggaz lyrics Made Men F The Lox---Tommy's Theme lyrics Sauce Money F Jay-Z---Pre-Game lyrics Wu-Tang Clan---Windpipe lyrics GangStarr F Rakim, W.C.---The Militia Remix lyrics Drag-On---We All Can Get It On lyrics Noreaga F Maze---Sometimes lyrics |