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[Hook] You my side chick Next to my side chick Oh how I disguise it Thinking I'm in love with her Mr. Jiggalo juggler Aiming for her jugular You my side chick Next to my side chick Neither y'all is my chick Just fun to get high with What we do in private Baby girl, it's our biz Oh girl I love you, I swear I do But not enough take it where u want me to After I touch box relations stop Dropped her like Amil, bitch talking bout a roc Funnier than Kevin Heart RT me with about 7 hearts, bitch chill All emotional, knowing that the kids real She want the big house, white picket fence deal I'm too young too be hung A pretty goon handsome and I'm hung Talking bout she's the 1 Na baby I'm the 1 Letras de cancionesCan't revolve around son [Hook] You my side chick Next to my side chick Oh how I disguise it Thinking I'm in love with her Mr. Jiggalo juggler Aiming for her jugular You my side chick Next to my side chick Neither y'all is my chick Just fun to get high with What we do in private Baby girl, it's our biz Only met pops dukes once Everyone says that's where I got my juice from Easily seduce them Najee Najee pudding pie Kiss the girls and make them cry Have her wondering why, he hasn't called in weeks She say she cry every night, find it hard to eat She's up pondering if he's out wondering And with who? is it true? could he have room for another Boo? Baby I love a few Forever I'm running lose Til I meet the girl that can handle all my truths Therefore I roam like cellulars You got a few competitors Maybe more, my love is war [Hook] You my side chick Next to my side chick Oh how I disguise it Thinking I'm in love with her Mr. Jiggalo juggler Aiming for her jugular You my side chick Next to my side chick Neither y'all is my chick Just fun to get high with What we do in private Baby girl, it's our biz. From Letras Mania