Sidekick Lyrics
Chorus: Hot Dollar
You can be my sidekick
The only one that I ride with
Smoke a blunt and get high with
Jump inside the ride with
You can be my sidekick
Text me when you get excited
Girl, you know I like it
You can be my
You can be my, you can be my
Sidekick
[Hot Dollar]
(Verse 1)
You say, you want a good guy, go-by-the-book guy
But ain't scared to compliment me when I look fly (Ah!)
Treat by the swag
Telling ya girls, "I got cash"
Look, look
He got past
The pants off the Dodge, the shoes is Gucci (Ha ha ha...)
Smoke kush blunts like my name Big Snoopy (What)
I used to push rocks out of Eight Deuce Hoopty (What)
Now I get grand off the stage by groupies (What)
L.A. to Mississippi
The streets is with me
Half of the rap industry resent me (Ah!)
I'm a sidekick, leanin' on the grill in my Bentley (Whoo!)
Reading this freaky text, that this chick just hit me
Repeat Chorus
(Verse 2)
What is it?
You don't remember (Whoo!)
I keep it hot, in the hard December
Maybe is it
That I'm different
Than all the dudes that you even been with
I
Bet you go
And test the water
Didn't hold you back, why would I bother (Yeah)
I'm a Leo, sometimes, I'm stubborn
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Didn't mean to flirt with ya sexy cousin (What)
When we was buzzin', then we was clubbin' (What, what)
She kiss me on my neck
Said I make a good husband (Ah!)
She just want
What she can't have
Maybe that's what make her want me so bad (Whoo!)
Repeat Chorus
(Verse 3)
Run through
Chicks that's conceited
We both skeeted
You so mad, ya number's been deleted (Ha ha ha!)
They all, stop and stare when they pass the car
Mall shoppin' with Visa and Mastercard
You dudes cool
But
He ain't like Dollar
Is he fly like him, the answer
Is nada (Ah!)
Take ya to (???), then stock, that Prada
Get, ya somethin' off, 'fore I smoke you 'guanas (Yeah!)
Keep, ya in Gucci, juicy Gator
Dolce Gabbana, Christian Dior (What)
Trips to Cabos
Jet skis and sail boats (Whoo!)
Reminiscin' on the days I used to sell coke
Repeat Chorus
