Get the Plate On That Side
This is another Premo Rice and Zo Chiggz collaboration
Its Jazzy
Brought to you by Soul Chiggz 4 the last soul chiggz
Me on a Rice beat is like Harry Fraud and Spitta
Madlib and that grammy nominated nigga
Follow me
No distractions when church is in action
All my bitches sit in the front pew
For this service they clapping
Praise a pimp in liturgical fashion
And after worship
We exchange energy with several orgasms
So many ways I can divulge the secrets
Or I can keep it concealed
And just promote you to deacon
So if you run across lost women
Yearning for teaching
Pop in your player partner
Save the soul of a heathen
Wonderful rhyming your chakras aligning
This shit is like laying in a Hammock
On a bohemian island
With the baddest specimen for company
Just relaxing with my meat betwixt her cheeks
No pressure for insertion
The teasing is apart of the thrill
Why you think they fuck with me still
Love em the right way like Johnny Gill
She said its fat and bald head like Uncle Phil
I love a woman that can make me laugh
I'll reciprocate the energy
Just feed me fuck me and have my back
And don't pretend to be
Down with the cause
If you really on some Judas shit
My bitches don't be mouthing off
Like 4-Ize and Ludacris
Don't give me too much lip baby
I don't got loquacious bitches in my stable alright
They understand... yuh
Bitch i'm Carl Brashear
Master diver y'all can do scuba
I'm posted with the niggas
Loading choppas and rugers
Twin back home aww shit
There go the the neighborhood
Master biddie too
What up crip what up neighborhood
Locs and pirus congregate amongst the clergymen
Drug dealers cold killers OG's and younger men
Restoration to the youth
Every time I'm in the booth
I might not be your fucking favorite
But i'm damn sure the truth
They biting the style Chiggz
These niggas uncouth
I been peeping shit since Soul Chiggz 2
But whatever nigga frolic
I'mma get some head from your baby mother
While she sitting on the toilet
Your baby in the other room crying
I think he got colic
I see my reflection on my shaft
This bitch is polished
Prestine... prestine necklace
I mean necklace so good
I gotta check your mouth
And make sure
You had teeth in there
The whole time
Its Jazzy
Brought to you by Soul Chiggz 4 the last soul chiggz
Me on a Rice beat is like Harry Fraud and Spitta
Madlib and that grammy nominated nigga
Follow me
No distractions when church is in action
All my bitches sit in the front pew
For this service they clapping
Praise a pimp in liturgical fashion
And after worship
We exchange energy with several orgasms
So many ways I can divulge the secrets
Or I can keep it concealed
And just promote you to deacon
So if you run across lost women
Yearning for teaching
Pop in your player partner
Save the soul of a heathen
Wonderful rhyming your chakras aligning
This shit is like laying in a Hammock
On a bohemian island
With the baddest specimen for company
Just relaxing with my meat betwixt her cheeks
No pressure for insertion
The teasing is apart of the thrill
Why you think they fuck with me still
Love em the right way like Johnny Gill
She said its fat and bald head like Uncle Phil
I love a woman that can make me laugh
I'll reciprocate the energy
Just feed me fuck me and have my back
And don't pretend to be
Down with the cause
If you really on some Judas shit
My bitches don't be mouthing off
Like 4-Ize and Ludacris
Don't give me too much lip baby
I don't got loquacious bitches in my stable alright
They understand... yuh
Bitch i'm Carl Brashear
Master diver y'all can do scuba
I'm posted with the niggas
Loading choppas and rugers
Twin back home aww shit
There go the the neighborhood
Master biddie too
What up crip what up neighborhood
Locs and pirus congregate amongst the clergymen
Drug dealers cold killers OG's and younger men
Restoration to the youth
Every time I'm in the booth
I might not be your fucking favorite
But i'm damn sure the truth
They biting the style Chiggz
These niggas uncouth
I been peeping shit since Soul Chiggz 2
But whatever nigga frolic
I'mma get some head from your baby mother
While she sitting on the toilet
Your baby in the other room crying
I think he got colic
I see my reflection on my shaft
This bitch is polished
Prestine... prestine necklace
I mean necklace so good
I gotta check your mouth
And make sure
You had teeth in there
The whole time
Credits
Writer(s): Lorenzo Mason
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Other Album Tracks
- Bienvenidos
- Get the Plate On That Side
- Don't Go (Freestyle)
- The Symphony (feat. Mikey B Flatout, Hodgy Hendrix, Big Marley 2X, India Ikea, D Beatz & Manny Hood)
- Interlude (When Dat Text Come Thru)
- Content
- Clergy
- Torch (feat. Lil Chiggz)
- Hymn 100
- Rg4m
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