Luyện nghe bài hát Side Bitch

[Chorus: Chris
You ain't but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side
your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no
Say you me, bitch, you lying
Give ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I that
I know she leadin' me on
He her a bottle of Rosé
that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't
Anything that out her lips
Girl, why you my side bitch
why you my side bitch

[Verse 1: Chris
Look, I'm shots of D'USSÉ
Te-tellin' me you love me, watch what you say
Bi-bitch, you a bird, I got a of groupies
Lo-lo-lookin' for the money, bitch, I ball, I'm too
What you, what you mean I ain't committin'?
nigga in LA to hit it
I ain't, I ain't throwin' no shade, lil' mama got titties
Big booty but her is missin'
Let me the picture
Says she, says she see me tonight, had to go to work
Had to get her up
4-45 minutes later, seen the bitch in the club another nigga laid up (laid up)
With her triflin' ass, I this hoe all about her paper
I'm-I'm-I'ma do me, I-I-I her don't do me no favors
Thinkin' 'bout wildin' out, then the DJ startin' me out
Yeah, I'm send my niggas to the bitch crib
she fuckin' my niggas, runnin' the house
Huh, I need to down, nigga
Call myself Brown, you that
Get up off mob shit
A nigga can't really be mad a side bitch, ha

[Chorus: Brown]
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah,
Girl, that's why you my side
your ass to all them niggas
I just fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you
your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want
I know she leadin' me on
He her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't
Anything comes out her lips
Girl, why you my side bitch
That's why you my bitch

2: Ray J]
I-I-I got a lot of freaky
Why-why I call you my side chick, call you my side chick (side chick)
I-I fuck you every season (si-si-side chick, oh yeah)
Ba-baby, you too much trouble for a to be in (si-si-side chick)
Why that pussy feel so good? (So fucking good)
A up position for a nigga to be in
She got so much motivation, my side
good and hella tight
A up position for a nigga to be in
Girl, we be fuckin' bitch 'til she hate it
Bottom kinda crazy
Too much trouble for a to be in
bitch tryna have my babies

[Chorus: Chris & (Ray J)]
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, (ooh, woah)
Girl, that's why you my side (th-th-that's why you my side bitch)
Give your ass to all niggas (all my niggas)
I just wanna fuck, no (fuck, no love)
Say you me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all niggas (oh, wanna let the homies get it)
She's sexy, I want
I know she leadin' me on (and I know she been leadin' me on)
He her a bottle of Rosé (of Rosé)
that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, believe
that comes out her lips (can't believe anything that this bitch talking 'bout)
Girl, why you my side bitch (that's why)
That's why you my side bitch (that's why you my bitch)

Ray J]
Yeah, ooh, why
That's why, why