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Mytown - Sideline lyrics
I Hit The Club On Them Wheels
 So They See I'm A Rider
 Little Bit Of Fendi
 Little Bit Of Escada
 Dudes Flashin They Cash
 I Tell Them don't Bother
 Cuz You Are Now Rockin With A Baller
 Miss Shot Caller
 I Do's It How I Do's It
 High Class Walk In My Jimmy Cho Shoes's
 I Move How I Moves It
 I Gotta Uhaul-It
 Dudes Try To Choose Me
 They Gotta Be Bossin
 I've Got First Dibs On
 I'm Standing By The Wall
 Lookin Like, "T.I.? Who's That?"
 All I Know Is I can't Stop Checking Him
 I Need To Calm Down And Relax
 I'm Lookin Sexy And I Know
 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
 He's On The Sideline Girl And I'm Checking Him
 Imma Holla In A Minute, See If He Got A Friend
 And Imma Keep My Game Tight, Show Him I Got It
 I'ma Spit That Real Talk, Believe It
 He's On The Sideline Girl And I'm Checking Him
 Imma Holla In A Minute, See If He Got A Friend
 And Imma Keep My Game Tight, Show Him I Got It
 I'ma Spit That Real Talk, Believe It
 D-Dj's 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're Moving To The Floor
 One Things For Sure
 He's Fallin Into My Trap
 He Better Watch Out
 Cuz I'm Feelin Him
 And He Might Just Met His Match
 (What's That?)
 I Feel This Dude And I Think He's Feelin Me
 (Now Whos That?)
 This Other Chick, She Tryna Be All In The SceneMytown - Sideline - http://motolyrics.com/mytown/sideline-lyrics.html
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 She Tryna Get Him, But He Leavin Here Wit Me
 See He's Bout To Be Mine, Believe It
 He's On The Sideline Girl And I'm Checking Him
 Imma Holla In A Minute, See If He Got A Friend
 And Imma Keep My Game Tight, Show Him I Got It
 I'ma Spit That Real Talk, Believe It
 He's On The Sideline Girl And I'm Checking Him
 Imma Holla In A Minute, See If He Got A Friend
 And Imma Keep My Game Tight, Show Him I Got It
 I'ma Spit That Real Talk, Believe It
 My Girls Whisperin In My Ear
 Like "Shawty, He's A Cutie"
 He's Checkin My Walk Out
 It's Meaner Than Judge Judy
 He's Throwin Me Ice Grills
 I See That He Wants Me
 And I'm Doin The Damn Thing
 He Sees That I'm No Groupie
 But Still He Gonna Walk Up Wit The Boys Like
 I Got The Type Of Swagger All The Boys Like
 And Now I'm Tryina See Wat 'ol Boys Like
 Because Tonight You Leavin Wit Cha Girl
 Cuz These Are The Mommas
 Too Primadonna
 Why Would You Wanna Leave Wit One Of These Bench Riders
 Mr Sideliner, I'm In The Game
 So How Would You Like To Start Wit The Top Five-Ers
 Yea Boy I Got Ya
 Oh Yea I Got A Couple Friends
 So If You Got Friends
 We Could Hit The Stretch Benz
 I Got You In The Game
 So Now U Bout To See
 Exactly How It Feels
 To Play Wit A Major League
 He's On The Sideline Girl And I'm Checking Him
 Imma Holla In A Minute, See If He Got A Friend
 And Imma Keep My Game Tight, Show Him I Got It
 I'ma Spit That Real Talk, Believe It
 He's On The Sideline Girl And I'm Checking Him
 Imma Holla In A Minute, See If He Got A Friend
 And Imma Keep My Game Tight, Show Him I Got It
 I'ma Spit That Real Talk, Believe It
 He's On The Sideline But, He's Leavin Wit Me
 He's On The Sideline But, He's Leavin Wit Me
 He's On The Sideline But, He's Leavin Wit Me
 Cuz I Spit That Real Talk, He's Leavin Wit Me














