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Evonne (rap): I hit the club on them wheels so they see I'm a rider Little bit of Fendi, little bit of Escada Dudes flashin their cash I tell 'em don't bother Cuz you are now rockin wit a balla Miss shot-calla I do's how I do's it High class walk in my Jimmy Choo shoes-es I move how I moves it I gotta U-Haul it Dudes tryinna choose me they gotta be bossin Elizabeth (verse 1): I got first dibs on him standin by the wall Lookin like T.I., who's that? All I know is I can't stop checkin him I need to calm down and relax I'm lookin sexy and I know it knockin out my opponents Hair done, nails toes all match I should move a little closer maybe tap him on the shoulder Gotta make my move real fast Chorus (both): He's on the sideline girl n i'm checkin him i'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend and i'mma keep my game tight show him i got it and i'mma spit that real talk, believe it He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it Verse 2 (Elizabeth) D-Dj's rockin the house playin my new song and i wanna hit the floor and dance So I grab him by the hand wink my eye at him He tells his boys he'll be right back As we're moving to the floor one things for sure He's fallin into my trap He better watch out cuz i'm feelin him And he mighta just met his match (Elizabeth) Evonne: (Whats that?) I feel this dude and I think he's feelin me (Now whos that?) This other chick, she tryina be all on his team (Watch out) She tryina get him, but he leavin here wit me (See he's about to be mine, believe it) CHORUS He's on the sideline girl n i'm checkin him i'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend and i'mma keep my game tight show him i got it and i'mma spit that real talk, believe it He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it Rap (Evonne): My girls whisperin in my ear like "Shawty, he's a cutie" He's checkin my walk out, it's meaner than Judge Judy He's throwin me ice grills I see that he wants me I'm doin the damn thing, he sees that I'm no groupie But still he gonna walk up wit the boys like I got the type of swagger all the boys like And now I'm tryina see wat 'ol boys like Because tonight you leavin wit cha girl Cuz these otha Mamaz too primadonna Why would you wanna leave wit one of these bench riders Mr. Sideliner, I'm in the game So how would you like to start wit the top five-ers Yea boy I got ya, o yea i got a couple friends So if you got friends, we could hit the stretch Benz I got you in the game, so now you're about to see Exactly how it feels to play in the major leagues CHORUS He's on the sideline girl n i'm checkin him i'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend and i'mma keep my game tight show him i got it and i'mma spit that real talk, believe it He's on the sideline girl and I'm checkin him I'mma holla in a minute, see if he got a friend And I'mma keep my game tight show him I got it And I'mma spit that real talk, believe it He's on the sideline but, he's leavin wit me He's on the sideline but, he's leavin wit me He's on the sideline but, he's leavin wit me Cuz I spit that real talk, he's leavin wit me |