CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Side Of The Ocean
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Hit the gas, you gon' hear the motor open
Yeah it's mine but I drive it like it's stolen
Pouring white, I pour like the magic potion
I eat dinner off the side of the ocean
I'm outside with [?]
600 for these shorts, I done bought like 6 pairs
So much drank in the pop, looking at my cup scared
My b*t*h mad at me, sh*t, but I don't really care
I'mma get you right bro, I got sign in the air
When it's walkdown time, man a n***a here scared
If you can't take the heat get the f**k out the kitchen
You can't shoot everybody nowadays, n***as snitching
You touch my pints, then you gon' go missing
It's like 20 Boss Nova bags all through the kitchen
All you hear is the motor, then do a little whistle
All you hear is the motor, hit the lights then we get you
Got 99 choppers, yeah one for every issue
Ride 'round with a 57, that's a real big pistol
If you wanna start the car, hit the button
Boy what you doing minor, ain't nothing
Down sh*t for the gas, get it jumping (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney)
Down sh*t, now hit the gas, let's get it
150 on my line, just 2 on the one
Pull up, box a n***a in so we know he can't run
Pull up, box a n***a in then we empty our guns
Sipping lean on the beach, you ain't did neither one
Fourty rounds on the chopper, I could switch to the one
You would love it down in Hell boy, I know you fear God
Hit the gas, you gon' hear the motor open
Yeah it's mine but I drive it like it's stolen
Pouring white, I pour like the magic potion
I eat dinner off the side of the ocean
I'm outside with [?]
600 for these shorts, I done bought like 6 pairs
So much drank in the pop, looking at my cup scared
My b*t*h mad at me, sh*t, but I don't really care
I'mma get you right bro, I got sign in the air
When it's walkdown time, man a n***a here scared
If you can't take the heat get the f**k out the kitchen
You can't shoot everybody nowadays, n***as snitching
You touch my pints, then you gon' go missing
It's like 20 Boss Nova bags all through the kitchen
All you hear is the motor, then do a little whistle
All you hear is the motor, hit the lights then we get you
Got 99 choppers, yeah one for every issue
Ride 'round with a 57, that's a real big pistol
If you wanna start the car, hit the button
Boy what you doing minor, ain't nothing
Down sh*t for the gas, get it jumping (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney)
Down sh*t, now hit the gas, let's get it
150 on my line, just 2 on the one
Pull up, box a n***a in so we know he can't run
Pull up, box a n***a in then we empty our guns
Sipping lean on the beach, you ain't did neither one
Fourty rounds on the chopper, I could switch to the one
You would love it down in Hell boy, I know you fear God
