Wrong Side Of Love
In some places it comes in thirty-two flavors
But you wouldn't tell no one
Your favorite if you could
>From the White House to the alleys
>From the President down to Long Tall Sally
Can't live with it but
You'll die without it - yes you would
Senorita's in the kitchen
She's a fistful of dynamite
You call 911 but you
Can't stop the fun tonite, it's alright
Chorus:
You can't start a fire without a spark
But there's something that I guarantee
You can't hide when infection starts
Because
Stack Yo Chips
(Ughhhhhh)ÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
(Mystikal)ÂÂ
I'm movin too fast, doing to much for these niggasÂÂ
Hum broÂÂ
I get paid to leave the house sidewaysÂÂ
Bitch stickn out, whatÂÂ
I can take it without quessn'ÂÂ
You the mutha fuckin cowardÂÂ
And I'm the big bad wolf nigga
And I'm coming to devoiourÂÂ
Aint nuthin better than money
Sex and the powerÂÂ
Oh how I love to be on top of the power
FuckÂÂ
I got it to go wit it, clownishÂÂ
out dat back cuttin up telly to telly bouncn'ÂÂ
I got 5 women, 4 cars
3 homes and 2 apartments
A rolex, 10 leather jackets,ÂÂ
And 20 pair of Michael JordansÂÂ
All in it, front and back wheels spinninÂÂ
I might not bid to youÂÂ
But I'm the shit in the cityÂÂ
Street things, represent the real no limÂÂ
Razor sharp rhymes penatrating you skinÂÂ
The way I dropÂÂ
Bitch gotta feel themÂÂ
I'm that closeÂÂ
Try to stop me from gettn' itÂÂ
(Ughhhhhh)ÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
(C-Murder)ÂÂ
I make a million dollar dream become reallity without a doubtÂÂ
I get paid for every rhyme coming out my mouthÂÂ
And gangsta rap pays the bills so I represent itÂÂ
And who we be,ÂÂ
Some soldiers down that no limitÂÂ
My young thugs love to get high off of my lyricsÂÂ
I have em' tweakn'ÂÂ
Possessed like an evil spiritÂÂ
We on the rise,ÂÂ
But labeled as them bad guysÂÂ
We're family tied,ÂÂ
And run like the enterprizeÂÂ
Fool is you legal,ÂÂ
But bugs is segalÂÂ
This aint no sequil,ÂÂ
You damn sure not my equalÂÂ
And playa haters don't last too longÂÂ
a million muthafuckas with my discÂÂ
Sittin at they homeÂÂ
My edvasaries is slowly being put to deathÂÂ
I catch em gaspinÂÂ
And trying to breatheÂÂ
They last breathÂÂ
I mean you reaching for the starsÂÂ
But you cant gripÂÂ
I told ya, get yo paper niggaÂÂ
Stack yo chips.ÂÂ
(Ughhhhhh)ÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the hatersÂÂ
Stack yo Chips, get yo paperÂÂ
Ball til you fall, young nigga fuck the haters