Front, Back & Side to Side

[Intro/Hook x2] [MC Ren] "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side" [Pimp C]

Never let broke gold diggers ride

I got a '64

Chevy in my yard

A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard

White plush inside ?? is fresh

Triple gold double-

A Dayton's is the best, ugh

I got them sixteen switches like

Dre Cos where

I'm from fool that's what everybody play

UGK-1 written smooth on my plates

Cos real pimp players don't never roll fake

I'm bout to hit

Dove Way, get past

Troy's I'm dippin by myself,

I'm bout to call up my boys

I pass by the

Colt I see some women lookin fine

I hit the corner one more time to see the booty from behind

Got to the corner, hit the switch and made it jump

I got the

JVC's and the trigger so it bump, ugh

I know you player-hatin busters wanna ride man

I got the, front back, and side to side daddy [Hook x2] [Pimp C]

It's pimpin pimpin,

I'm hittin switches, checkin out my strap

Makin sure these snitches, ain't stoppin riches, 5-

Oh on my back but

I keep on dippin, steady pimpin, kickin, how's about the winter man?

I'm chillin, hidin and winnin, pockets feelin fat [Bun B]

And I come round your corner shinin, leanin, ever so sunnin

Gangstas put down their gun and women and children come outside and start runnin

They catch a glimpse of the

P-A pimp whoopin whips

Never goin out out like simps, walkin your block with gangsta limp [Pimp C]

Some fool roll

Lincoln, some fools roll

Jag but the crew from

Texas roll them

Lacs, white gloss and rags

With the candy paint and wheel and grill, and wooden dash '94

I gotta keep it trill, down for my cash [Bun B]

I gots my stash so

I switches, keep on burnin and these tyres keep on turnin

I be rollin through your scene, flashin green, freaks be yearnin to be down, the

Under Ground

Kingz drinkin

Crown with the

Coke Never broke, we make the concrete bound baby [Hook x2] [Bun B]

It's the tough boy, boulevard ******, rollin around tan up

All four corners on your block fool, nuttin but that bunny hop happenin, high gassin, daily routine, my load is plush

Interior crush and fool

I'm through clean

Don't be like the rest,

I must excite the best in your soul so letta player take control

And do what the hell ya been waitin to see and that's me rollin on three

Dayton's Wit one of them thangs in the air, it's hangin up there

Shinin steel fat man, but

I don't care if everybody sit back and stare

Everywhere we go they linin up as if we're startin up a parade

And everybody thinkin they get paid

But I don't really give a damn, what a six pack?

Twelves in the trunk, chrome dip, don't even trip,

I ain't nobody's punk

Go swing down sweet rag top and let me ride on a skank, baby don't wait let's glide and slide right [Pimp C]

Never let broke gold diggers ride

Never let broke gold diggers ride

Never let broke gold diggers ride "Got front and back, and side to side"

Never let broke gold diggers ride "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side"

Never let broke gold diggers ride [repeat to fade]