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 Sidline 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 Sidline 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?)

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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 Sidline 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 Sidline 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 Premadonna

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 Sidline 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 Sidline 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