Cyco Tha King - Other Side

She grew up on the other side she lived a different life
I'm a street nigga baby I know I ain't your type
Baby let me get a chance and I'll treat you right
I'll answer when you call and I'll come home at night
You don't care about this money or all this ice
Yea you just want a nigga that's gone treat you right
And I know you had your heart broke so many times
And you getting sick of niggas trying to waste ya time

Yea you been hurt so much and you ain't healed
But you kill em when you got out in them heels girl for real
And them bitches be hating give a fuck how they feel
You spending money in the club but you paid all your bills
Put my number in your phone hit me up we can chill
I told you ima hold you down but you don't know if I will
You dealing with another nigga but you don't know if it's real
I told you you the only woman I let know where I live
I'm putting my trust in you it be hard to pull out baby I might bust in you
And if I ever get the chance I'm putting them cuffs on you
It ain't nothing I spend a couple bucks on you
The last nigga you was with ain't do enough for you
Ill run you down baby get the baby oil
I'm leaving gifts around I been done had my baby spoiled
You say scared that I might be too much trouble for you
Yea but you don't want another nigga loving on you

She grew up on the other side she lived a different life
I'm a street nigga baby I know I ain't your type
Baby let me get a chance and I'll treat you right
I'll answer when you call and I'll come home at night
You don't care about this money or all this ice
Yea you just want a nigga that's gone treat you right
And I know you had your heart broke so many times
And you getting sick of niggas tryna waste ya time

She ain't never had a nigga from the trap
Riding round wit the strap she ain't used to all that
She see me with all these racks but she don't care bout all that
She just want to know if she let me hit it ima call back
Cause she let a couple niggas hit it then they hauled ass
Got her looking in the mirror and she feeling all bad
But I tell her that she bad and she really all that
Then I tell a lil joke and she really start to laugh
She say I ain't really her type but it's really hard to pass
Now I'm hitting it from the back and I'm smacking on that ass
We don't know if it's gone last but we trying to see
I'm trying to find her in the crib we playing hide and seek
And if I do she got to give me a lil finders fee
And if I don't I got to kiss on her from head to feet
I know your ex just up and left that nigga don't never speak
But now you dealing wit the best cause baby you got me yea

She grew up on the other side she lived a different life
I'm a street nigga baby I know I ain't your type
Baby let me get a chance and I'll treat you right
I'll answer when you call and I'll come home at night
You don't care about this money or all this ice
Yea you just want a nigga that's gone treat you right
And I know you had your heart broke so many times
And you getting sick of niggas tryna waste ya time

Written by:
Clifford Billingsley

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