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CHIDDY BANG : By Your Side lyrics

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CHIDDY BANG lyrics : "By Your Side"

I'll always be by your side
I'll always be by your side

[Verse 1]
Yeah, this right here is for all of the chicks right here

That knew how to sing my %#@! right here
The love that I'm sharing you have no idea
And they are too swelly, all seem ready

?When you 'gon come to my town already??
Tell 'em in no time, have to grow time
Last year I had loans with a co-sign

Honeys say, ?Chiddy you are out of yo mind?
Once I get the green like it's go time
And my outlook positive, pro time

But these ^!$$%s so soup like wontons
For the girls that be chillin' all really
Smoke a little bit, they be feelin' all silly

Bring ya tight %#@!, she a duchess
Tell her bring Dutches and she the one rollin' on Philly
She a pothead, buy her own trees she got bread

We happy and we single and we colored
But, bang bang bang like Pop said
I could get that 2Pac bread, not dead

But tellin' them girls to keep their head up
Know you got the nice ship, know you so fed-up
When I'm in your city I promise we might get up

So don't trouble me, get two cars that's double V's
I'm in the hotel on the top floor
She come through and we'll smoke double tree

Love will see
She comes first, then I arrive
Sunshine, this little light of mine

February 14th Valentine
And Chiddy always gon' be by your side, by your side


[Verse 2]

Uh, uh, she's the leader of my fan club
So I show her damn love
It don't really matter if she with you

She always gon' show her man love
Lovin' how she dress so nicely
And the %#@! she rock oh so pricey

Had to cut her man out cause he ain't have swells
She sayin' he was tryin' to be like me
I said damn, damn, mini me's

We deserve to get a Emmy please
So let me roll up my Vendi sleeves
While she roll up those Cali trees

She got all my cheese, that's Chiddy merchandise
I gave her swelly shorts and she work 'em right
Head to the back, head to the clouds

Although we keep it quiet, we blowin' all out
Home-style raps just to make my mom proud
Please don't turn me off, tell your friend we on now

We gone now, old school kickin' in rolled chains
I tell her let me sign on
And then she tellin' me ?Go daddy? and then I log on

The domain, so vain
She could come aboard this mother$#&@in' Soul Train
And I spit the new %#@!, then you gettin' stupid

When you give me your whole brain, oh mayne
I oblige, shorty come through when I arrive
I give her the feeling like when you high and dry

And I'mma always be by your side, by your side


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