Front, Back & Side to Side lyrics

[Chorus: Pimp C]
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
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 n*gga that's what everybody play
UGK-1 on my motherf*cking plates
Cos trill ass n*ggas don't never come fake
I'm bout to hit Dove Way, get past Troy's
I'm dippin by myself, I'm bout to call up my boys
I pass up the corner I see some b*tches 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, ugh
I know you hoe ass n*ggas wanna ride, b*tch
I got the front, back, and side to side, daddy
[Chorus: Pimp C]
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride

[Verse 2: Smoke D]
Tight white interior candy apple red lex b*tch
Solid gold snowflakes with the honey gloss and tighter than a sheeps di*k
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 f*ckin fif-two
Hittin hard than a n*gga daddy
And all you hoe gettin di*k, in yo back
Goin smack from a country ass gold teeth chicken eatin' mac
Cuz I’m a playa that get sweet and gooshy
I take your b*tch to my crib and throw a party on that pus*y
And watch the n*ggas jock a G
Big cars, big money, big nuts, sh*t its Smoke D
Wit the smooth G ride gettin scandolous
pus*y, I dismantle it
These hoes can’t handle it
Fine-ass, big booty b*tches in my ride
'cause the Smoke got that front, that back, and side to side, n*gga
[Chorus: Pimp C]
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Got front, back, and side to side
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride

[Bridge (plays over Chorus): Pimp C]

[Verse 3: Bun B]
It's the Gulfway Boulevard menace
Tearing up all four motherf*cking corners on your block, b*tch
Nutting but that bunny hop happenin
Hard cappin
Daily routine, my sh*t is plush
Interior crush, and n*gga I'm too clean
Don't be like the rest, I must excite the best
In your soul, so let a n*gga take control
And do what the f*ck ya been waiting
To see, and that's me rolling on three Dayton's
With one of them hoes in the air, just hanging up there
Sitting fatter than a b*tch, and I don't care if I'm just puffing on red here
Rolled in a fronto leaf I got from little daddy in NO
And even though I wish I had some indo
But I don't really give a fat f*ck, with a six pack
Twelves in the trunk, chrome dip, don't even trip, I ain't nobody's punk
Go swing down sweet rag top and let me ride
On a skank, baby, don't wait, let's glide and slide, right?
[Outro: Pimp C & Bun B]
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride
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Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride (Got front, back, and side to side)
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride (Got front, back, and side to side)
Never let ho-ass n*ggas ride (Got front, back, and side to side)