Side 2 Side (Extended Remix)

[Intro: DJ Paul]

Yeah

This a dance song for all my thugs in the club that don't dance

Just be in the back arms folded

Cap pulled down

Just on the cut scopin everythang

Know what I'm sayin?

Three 6 Mafia, Kanye West, Project Pat, WHAT!

[Hook: DJ Paul]

I'm in the club posted up (up), got my arms folded

Blunt in my mouth and these haters I'm scopin'

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

I'm in the club posted up (up), got my arms folded

Fitted pulled down and these haters I'm scopin'

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]

Yeah! See, ho, I don't dance (dance)

In the city where I'm from, I wear the pants (wear the pants)

These bitches think they cool (cool)

I got the dick so I make the rules (make the rules)

I got a big ol' cock (big ol' cock)

I love a bitch with a big ol' bra (big ol' bra)

She love suckin' up cum (cum)

I think I'ma give her some (some)

[Verse 2: Kanye West]

I'm from the south side of Chi, man, the hood show me love

Flickin' at the Grammys with the Michael Jackson gloves (gloves)

Outfit so crazy, prolly thought I was on drugs

Kool Moe Dee glasses, man, I don't give a fuck

I'm on them rims by Mali, I'm cocky as Ali

I told you muhfuckas I'd make history 'fore I leave

A&Rs used to twist their head from side to side

Now I get on TV, do whatever I decide

[Hook: DJ Paul]

I'm in the club posted up (up), got my arms folded

Blunt in my mouth and these haters I'm scopin'

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

I'm in the club posted up (up), got my arms folded

Fitted pulled down and these haters I'm scopin'

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

[Verse 3: Project Pat]

Twistin' my body, movin' to the music

Cool lil' body, don't you confuse it

We can get into's it,, hands, I rules it

Lil cuz got a thang on him, he'll use it

S cocked to the right and to the left though

Killas on blow, insane like a klepto

Maniac, Project Pat posted with my kinfolk

Ridin' with the hood Norf-Norf to the world, though

[Verse 4: Juicy J]

I thought you knew I was the mane (mane)

The D-boy off the chain (chain)

Gon' walk up to a girl and tell a bitch I'm Rick James

With the diamonds in my ring (ring)

And the gold front fangs (fangs)

And you know I'm hood-rich, means I got a little change

With my thugs from the North

'Cause I know they got my back (my back)

Lookin' for some chickens that can work it on the track (the track)

I'm just tryna get a mil', I ain't tryna be a mack (mack)

Posted up in the club with a pocket full of crack (crack)

[Hook: DJ Paul]

I'm in the club posted up (up), got my arms folded

Blunt in my mouth and these haters I'm scopin'

I'm just twistin' my body from side 2 side

Twistin' my body from side 2 side

I'm in the club posted up (up), got my arms folded

Fitted pulled down and these haters I'm scopin'

I'm just twistin' my body from side to side

I'm twistin' my body from side to side

Yeah!