Sit 'Em Sideways

Street fa-di-di-di-dam

[Chorus]

I sit 'em sideways

With the A.K.'s

Sit 'em sideways when we hit 'em with them strays

Sit 'em sideways

With the A.K.'s

Sit 'em sideways when we hit 'em with them strays

[Fabolous]

Wat it do

I got them coppa toppas flyin on the top of choppas

And I don't even give a fuck if the coppas stop us

They ain't catch the PAC or the BIG poppa droppa

They act funny

We might have to pop a coppa

I'm lookin for them niggas talkin kinda wreckless

How they want this 100 carat sparklin diamond necklace

Sit 'em sideways like they talkin bout in Texas

Spray the car have 'em white chalkin out yo Lexus

Get down and lay down rule

You know its on

You wanna take yo kids to the playground cool

Imma teach yo son a lesson they don't say 'round school

And fix his daddy up with this tre pound tool

I trust a nigga no further then I can see him

Thats why I keep the gloves and the burnas up in the B.M

You know I'm killin them and them 6-4 pound

The yellow light from the chain makes them chicks slow down

[Chorus (2x)]

[Fabolous]

Wat it do

Keep talkin

You gon' dig yo self in a deeper whole

And find out how many the street sweeper hold I keep a roll

Pretty chick that can deep a pole

Some bomb as weed, that put you in a sleeper hold

On 24's, thats how all my people roll

Similar to T.I.P

I do it B.I.G

Hang out with the thang out

Thats the kinda G' I be

Cuz I'm ready to let it bang out, in V.I.P

Better duck at the bar, your truck is too far

Gamble with yo life and see how lucky you are

The tre pound is silver

My girlfriend will kill ya

I skilled her, same way Leon did Matilda (Damn is that an Audemar?)

Yeah I know you like the watch

Put yo hands on it, Imma chop it up like Michael Watts

Cuz they stare mine when I wear it shines

I'll send you to hell on A.K. airlines

[Chorus (2x)]

[Bleu Da Vinci]

Wat it do

I'm in the Aston and its crip blue

And I'm holdin on two fifths who, really want it with blue

Im up in Brooklyn bankin' blocks with my Street Fam

Got the heckla anystesie one touch and grab it then blam

You fucks Know who I am, showin up at Summer Jam

Bout a million 'round my neck

Flossin I don't give a damn

Im spendin money it ain't nuttin homey

And I keep a choppa ready to buck

Dont try to touch me homey

Cuz I'm from off the block

Where they sell that quarter rock

Pust it up, up to an ounce

No sleepin, up in the spot

You can tell I'm a chip getta

D.A. A hit straight game bangin rip nigga Get you issues if you trip nigga

Runnin yo mouth I have them bullets bustin chasin down you lips nigga

Make 'em flip when we hit 'em with the gauge

And we spin'em sideways with the strays

[Chorus (2x)]

I sit 'em sideways

With the A.K.'s

Sit 'em sideways when we hit 'em with them strays

Sit 'em sideways

With the A.K.'s

Sit 'em sideways when we hit 'em with them strays