Side Of The Ocean

Lyrics

[Intro: Baby Smoove] (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney) Hit the gas, you gon' hear the motor open Fa [Chorus: Baby Smoove] Hit the gas, you gon' hear the motor open Yeah, it's mine, but I drive it like it's stolen Pouring Wock', I call that the magic potion Eating dinner off the side of the ocean [Verse: Baby Smoove] Homicide, we'll throw him in the— Six hundred for these shorts, I done bought like six pairs Put so much drank in the pop, looking at my cup scary My bitch mad at me, shit, but I don't really care I'ma get you right, bro, I got something in the air When it's walkdown time, man, a nigga here scary If you can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen You can't shoot everybody nowadays, niggas snitching If you touch my pints, then you gon' go missing It's like twenty Bossa Nova bags all through the kitchen All you hear is the motor, then it do a little whistle All you hear is the motor, hit the lights, then we get you Got ninety-nine choppers, yeah, one for every issue Riding with a Five-seveN, that's a real big pistol If you wanna start the car, hit the button Boy, what you doing minor, it ain't nothing Now I shift and hit the gas, get it jumping (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney) Now I shift and hit the gas, get it (Let's get it) One-fifty on my line, bitch, you two, I'm the one Pull up, box a nigga in, so we know he can't run Pull up, box a nigga in, then we empty our guns Sipping lean on the beach, you ain't did neither one Forty round on the chopper, or I could switch it to the drum You was loving on that ho, boy, I know you feel dumb (Fa) [Chorus: Baby Smoove] Hit the gas, you gon' hear the motor open Yeah, it's mine, but I drive it like it's stolen Pouring Wock', I call that the magic potion Eating dinner off the side of the ocean [Outro: Baby Smoove] Fa