Tech N9ne - Flipside (Rough Version) lyrics
(Girl) Only if you promise to smack me goddamnit (Tech N9ne) I think I'm gonna do the uhh.. hook on this one. Yea *Tech and girl moaning* (Tech N9ne) Ok, turn around so I can hit it from the back (Girl) No (Tech N9ne) Come on! (Girl) I don't want to.. (Tech N9ne) You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on! BIANC! (Tech N9ne) I like to hit it on flip Don't trip I make it worth it If you nervous I got the service That'll make you work it You deserve it A s** spot To flex wet spots With grip Stressin' now cause ain't nobody throwin tips Ya hips So amazin' I'm gazin' You blazin' Praisin' That I'm no longer shriveled like a raisin I'm stone - hopin that ya homegirl I entered is I'm down, even if its ellen degenerous I'ma clown the punana Pound the pupan Hate it like a croutan Wise words from God Zoutan The flip baby No jip baby Nina like the way you strip baby No way you dip ladies See me in your city be ready When I'm looking for some fun I be coming at ya Five hundred worth of 1's Just the trick off Gather ya oils to lick off You and ya homegirl rollin' with me, jerkin' my dick off Not a rip off Just gettin' it tossed The lip gloss Ya lips lost So deep in it they callin' me the pit boss I'm lovin' it the way you got me shovin' it doggy Slip-slide. Watch yo? I cried when I hit it on the flipside (Chorus) (Girl) Which side (Tech N9ne) Flipside (Girl) This side (Tech N9ne) Ladies so I can? die (Girl) That's right (Tech N9ne) Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little Stay on the Flipside (Girl) Which side (Tech N9ne) Flipside (Girl) This side (Tech N9ne) Ladies so I can? die (Girl) That's right (Tech N9ne) This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside (Tech N9ne) Meet me in Las Vegas, I'm stayin' at the Grand Keys under Nina when you be fightin' with yo man Into it - no undees Get ready to bungy jump me Knew you meant business when you ripped out my abercrumby Hormones hungry Like to get me down under like Crocodile Dundee Keepin' yo s** weapons from me I'm grungy not meanin I'm way freaky like zombie friday to sunday Yellin Tech N9ne I love the way you done me And then I'm Solomon Grundy You's a flower when I k**ed it You wilt it Who got power Call me (Deep Space N9ne) ??? 'cause I rocked 'em all With socks and all Y'all 'iancs, I hit the lots of y'all Slots Show em, show 'em what you got Girl you makin' it hot its syncapated wit pac? Non stop This game is silky I hope you milk me I'm fiendin' Not k**in' me cause you can't touch my vibe If you jockin' Kenin I fly in semen Ya cryin' freemen? 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, bu*t up I just die When I hit it on the flipside (Girl) Which side (Tech N9ne) Flipside (Girl) This side (Tech N9ne) Ladies so I can? die (Girl) That's right (Tech N9ne) Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little Stay on the Flipside (Girl) Which side (Tech N9ne) Flipside (Girl) This side (Tech N9ne) Ladies so I can? die (Girl) That's right (Tech N9ne) This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside (Tech N9ne) Can you feel it baby (Do you want me to touch my waistline) I can heal it baby (?? trust, press and grind) Bout to k** it baby (2 hundred bucks, a good time) I wanna do it baby, stick it baby (Sex on the mind) Enough! Girl you drivin' me nuts You and ya homie's hype horny comin back from peenuts With hokie-pokie On the brain and we can keep it low-key be they hot is when they comin' back from sokey wet up the oppolstry Listen closely Lap dance in the corner I'm all up on her Two more coronas You leaving with me 'cause I'm increasing the fee You leasin to pee Hella fat like Jackie, pleasening me I got mine, what you do Call girls, the way you dance and strip Deck down to ya tips Beautiful lips Ya say that ya Like it way betta From a wild style n***a comin' s** crazed at ya On the flipside (Outro) Can you feel it baby (Do you want me to touch my waistline) I can heal it baby (?? trust, press and grind) Bout to k** it baby (Doin' the f**ks, a good time) I wanna do it baby, stick it baby (Sex on the mind)