[rap: Evonne]
I hit the club on them wheels so they see I'm a rider
Little bit of Fendi, little bit of Escada
Dudes flashin their cash I tell 'em don't bother
Cuz you are now rockin wit a balla
Miss shot-calla I do's how I do's it
High class walk in my Jimmy Choo shoes-es
I move how I moves it I gotta U-Haul it
Dudes tryinna choose me they gotta be bossin
[verse 1: Elizabeth]
I got first dibs on him standin by the wall
Lookin like T.I., who's that?
All I know is I can't stop checkin him
I need to calm down and relax
I'm lookin sexy and I know it knockin out *my opponents*
Hair done, nails toes all match
I should move a little closer maybe tap him on the shoulder
Gotta make my move real fast
[Chorus: both]
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And i'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
*[verse 2: Elizabeth]
D-D-D-D-Dj rockin' the house playin my new song
and I wanna hit the floor and dance
so I grab him by the hand
wink my eye at him
he tells his boys he'll be right back
as we move on to the floor
one thing's for sure
he's falling into my trap
he better watch out cause I'm feelin him
and he mighta just met his match.
[Hook: Both]
What's That?
I see this dude and I think he's feelin me
Now who's that?
This other chick she tryna be all in the scene
Watch out!
She tryna get him but he leavin' here with me
Cause he about to be mine believe it!
[Chorus: Both 2x]
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And i'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
[Rap: Evonne]
My girls whisperin in my ear
Like shawty he's so cutie
He's checkin my walk out
It's meaner than Judge Judy
He throwin me ice grills
*I see that he wants* ??
I'm doin the damn thing
He see's that I'm no groupie
But still he ???? what the boys like
I got the type of swagger all the boys like
And now I'm tryna see what ol' boy's like
because tonight
You leavin here with ya girl
Cause these are the Mamas
Two *pre-madonnas*
Why would you wanna leave,
With one of these bench-riders?
Mr. Sideliner I'm in the game
So how would you like to stop with the
top bothers?
Yea boy I gotcha
Oh yea I gotta couple friends
So if you got friends,
We can hit the stretch Benz.
I gotcha in the game
So now you about to see
Exactly how it feels
To play with a major league
[Chourus: Both 2x]
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And i'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline
but he leavin wit me
he's on the sideline
but he leavin wit me
he's on the sideline
but he leavin wit me
cause I spit dat real talk
He leavin *with* me
I hit the club on them wheels so they see I'm a rider
Little bit of Fendi, little bit of Escada
Dudes flashin their cash I tell 'em don't bother
Cuz you are now rockin wit a balla
Miss shot-calla I do's how I do's it
High class walk in my Jimmy Choo shoes-es
I move how I moves it I gotta U-Haul it
Dudes tryinna choose me they gotta be bossin
[verse 1: Elizabeth]
I got first dibs on him standin by the wall
Lookin like T.I., who's that?
All I know is I can't stop checkin him
I need to calm down and relax
I'm lookin sexy and I know it knockin out *my opponents*
Hair done, nails toes all match
I should move a little closer maybe tap him on the shoulder
Gotta make my move real fast
[Chorus: both]
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And i'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
*[verse 2: Elizabeth]
D-D-D-D-Dj rockin' the house playin my new song
and I wanna hit the floor and dance
so I grab him by the hand
wink my eye at him
he tells his boys he'll be right back
as we move on to the floor
one thing's for sure
he's falling into my trap
he better watch out cause I'm feelin him
and he mighta just met his match.
[Hook: Both]
What's That?
I see this dude and I think he's feelin me
Now who's that?
This other chick she tryna be all in the scene
Watch out!
She tryna get him but he leavin' here with me
Cause he about to be mine believe it!
[Chorus: Both 2x]
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And i'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
[Rap: Evonne]
My girls whisperin in my ear
Like shawty he's so cutie
He's checkin my walk out
It's meaner than Judge Judy
He throwin me ice grills
*I see that he wants* ??
I'm doin the damn thing
He see's that I'm no groupie
But still he ???? what the boys like
I got the type of swagger all the boys like
And now I'm tryna see what ol' boy's like
because tonight
You leavin here with ya girl
Cause these are the Mamas
Two *pre-madonnas*
Why would you wanna leave,
With one of these bench-riders?
Mr. Sideliner I'm in the game
So how would you like to stop with the
top bothers?
Yea boy I gotcha
Oh yea I gotta couple friends
So if you got friends,
We can hit the stretch Benz.
I gotcha in the game
So now you about to see
Exactly how it feels
To play with a major league
[Chourus: Both 2x]
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And i'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him
I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend
And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it
And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it
He's on the sideline
but he leavin wit me
he's on the sideline
but he leavin wit me
he's on the sideline
but he leavin wit me
cause I spit dat real talk
He leavin *with* me
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