Flipside (Rough Version)

Lyrics
[Intro: Tech N9ne & Mel] Only if you promise to smack me, goddamn it I think I'ma do the... the hook on this Yeah... Ooh (Uhh) Yes, like that Ooh, flipside Ahh Okay, turn around so I can hit it from the back No (We like to do it like-) Come on! (Yeah) I don't want to You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on (You know I like to do it like this) BIANC! [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I like to hit it on flip, don't trip I make it worth it, if you're nervous (Yeah), I got the service That'll make you work it, you deserve it A sex spot to flex wet spots with grip Stressin' now, 'cause ain't nobody throwin' tips Your hips so amazin', I'm gazin', you blazin' Praisin' and I no longer shriveled like a raisin I'm stoned - hopin' that your homegirl'll enter this I'm down, even if it's Ellen Degeneres (Hahahaha) I'ma clown the punana, pound the pupan Ate it like a crouton, wise words from God Zoutan The flip baby, no gip baby Nina like the way you strip, baby, no way you dip ladies (Haha) See me in your city, be ready, when I'm lookin' for some fun I be comin' at you (What?), five hundred worth of 1's Just the trick off, gather your oils to lick off You and your homegirl rollin' with me, jerkin' my dick off (Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Not a rip off, just gettin' it tossed, the lip gloss Your lips lost so deep in it, they callin' me the pit boss I'm lovin' it - the way you got me shovin' it (Come back to the crib with me and my niggas) Doggy slip-slide, much obliged (We gon' do it like this, check it out) I cried when I hit it on the flipside [Chorus: Tech N9ne & Mel] Which side? Flipside This side, ladies so I can dip dive That's right Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it to jiggle Makin' me fizzle when you make it wiggle a little Stay on the flipside Which side? Flipside This side, ladies so I can dip dive That's right This ain't no ballad talkin' 'bout how I'm in love This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Meet me in Las Vegas, I'm stayin' at the Grand Keys under N9na when you be fightin' with your man Into it, no undees, get ready to bungy, jump me Knew you meant business, when you ripped out my Abercrombie Hormones hungry, like to get me down under like Crocodile Dundee Keepin' your sex weapons from me, I'm grungy Not mean and I'm way freaky like zombie Friday to Sunday yellin' "Tech, I love the way you done me!" And then I'm Solomon Grundy, you's a flower when I killed it You wilt it, (Got), who got the power, call me (Deep Space N9ne) On nonoxynol 'cause I rocked 'em all with socks and all Y'all 'iancs, I hit a lots of y'all Slots (Show 'em, show 'em what you got) Girl you're makin' it hop, it's syncopated with pop, non-stop Your skin is silky, I hope you milk me I'm fiendin', not killin' me 'cause you Can't catch my vibe, if you jockin' Keenan I'm flyin' semen, you're cryin' Freeman It feels so well, get chills in Hell screamin' demon Before you nut up, I want you to shut up And give it to me face down, butt up I dip dive, when I hit it on the flipside (Yeah, like this) [Chorus: Tech N9ne & Mel] Which side? Flipside, yeah This side, ladies so I can dip dive That's right Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it to jiggle (Yeah) Makin' me fizzle when you make it wiggle a little Stay on the flipside Which side? Flipside This side, ladies so I can dip dive That's right This ain't no ballad talkin' 'bout how I'm in love This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside (Uh) [Bridge: Tech N9ne & Mel] Can you feel it, baby? 20 to touch my waistline? I can heal it, baby 40 to touch, bust and grind 'Bout to kill it, baby 200 bucks a good time I wanna do it baby, stick it baby Sex on the mind (Let me do you) [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Enough! Girl, you're drivin' me nuts You and your homie's hype, horny, comin' back from peanuts With hokie-pokie, on the brain and we can keep it low-key Be they hottest when they comin' back from soakie's What up to upholstery, listen closely Lap dance in the corner, I'm all up on her Two more Coronas, you're leavin' with me 'Cause I'm increasin' the fee, you're leasin' to pee Hella fat like Jackie, pleasing to me I admire, what you do, call girls, the way you dance And strip, deck down to your tips, beautiful lips (Uh) You say that you like it way better from a wild style Nigga comin' sex-crazed at ya, on the flipside [Interlude: Tech N9ne & Mel] Now can you feel me? (Yeah) Now you think you can feel me? That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it, yeah Ahh, 20 to- okay Thinkin' I'm way better than you Oh yeah Get the butter, baby, uhh [Bridge: Tech N9ne & Mel] Can you feel it, baby? 20 to touch my waistline? Ooh I can heal it, baby 40 to touch, bust and grind (I make it hot, like that) 'Bout to kill it, baby 200 bucks a good time (Like it, like-) I wanna do it baby, stick it baby Sex on the mind (I do it like you like it, uhh) [Outro] Ain't no better way I like to do it on the flipside I'm 'bout to bust, I'm 'bout to bust That's doggystyle I love to make you... Nah, I'm just fuckin' around, baby (Ooh, ahh) I like to hit it on the flip Yeah I like to hit it on the flip Uh, uh, uh I like to hit it on the flip QDIII like to hit it on the flip, Don Juan like to hit it on the flip MidWestSide like to hit it on the flip, Tech N9ne!
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- QDIII
- Tech N9ne