Side b*tches lyrics

[Chorus]
When I'm sleep I can't sleep at night (why?)
She wakin' me up, tryna fight (damn)
Cracked the code to my phone (why the f*ck you do that?)
Causin' problems in my life
Why you can't act like my side ho? (why you can't?)
Why you can't f*ck like my side ho? (just answer that)
Do whatever I say like my side ho (damn b*tch)
Ride or die like my side ho (woo)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(And I know I might sound f*cked up)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(You gotta understand your security, you know)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(I'm a little f*cked up though)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
Side b*tch winning, hey

[Verse 1]
Sun out, broke the foreign out, it's a Monday
Hollered at my baby mamas, make sure that my kids straight
Smashin' off, doin' the dash boy, headed to Cathy's house
I thought I was on to somethin' but that b*tch like to run her mouth
Cut her off, headed to the Nawf, picked up Tracy 'nem
Rachet ass b*tches like to f*ck me while I'm tapin' them
Text message from my old b*tch, she on some old sh*t
Think her name was Kristen and she said she miss her old di*k
Oh sh*t, why you can't f*ck like Ayesha
I got her name in my phone under Water
The pus*y so clean I might eat her
Dropped my son off at the schoolhouse, end up f*ckin' his teacher
Kameisha like to smoke my reefer
And ask for hundred dollar sneakers
[Chorus]
When I'm sleep I can't sleep at night (why?)
She wakin' me up, tryna fight (damn)
Cracked the code to my phone (why the f*ck you do that?)
Causin' problems in my life
Why you can't act like my side ho? (why you can't?)
Why you can't f*ck like my side ho? (just answer that)
Do whatever I say like my side ho (damn b*tch)
Ride or die like my side ho (woo)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(And I know I might sound f*cked up)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(You gotta understand your security, you know)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(I'm a little f*cked up though)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
Side b*tch winning, hey

[Verse 2]
My lil rachet b*tch come and eat the di*k, come and please a n*gga
Hood ho get food stamps, she gon' f*ck and feed a n*gga
Classy b*tch, never ask for sh*t, she don't need a n*gga
Young ho, real playful b*tch, like a teaser n*gga
Rhonda, she a monster, we havin' funds up
Every time we link, pills and di*k go down her tonsils
But I be on chill with Lisa
She always ask for a feature
She so cool, she so trill
I help her out on her bills
I can't forget about Amber
She hold the work and the hammer
Sometimes I hit her and talk 'bout my problems
She think she got all the answers
CeCe like to f*ck me and the gang
She got a thing for the clique
Crystal callin' back to back
Damn, she got a thing for the di*k
[Chorus]
When I'm sleep I can't sleep at night (why?)
She wakin' me up, tryna fight (damn)
Cracked the code to my phone (why the f*ck you do that?)
Causin' problems in my life
Why you can't act like my side ho? (why you can't?)
Why you can't f*ck like my side ho? (just answer that)
Do whatever I say like my side ho (damn b*tch)
Ride or die like my side ho (woo)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(And I know I might sound f*cked up)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(You gotta understand your security, you know)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
(I'm a little f*cked up though)
See that's why side b*tches winnin'
Side b*tch winning, hey