"Flipside (Rough Version)" lyrics

"Flipside (Rough Version)"

[Tech N9ne & Mel:]
Only if you promise to smack me, goddamn it
I think I'ma do the... the hook on this
Yeah...
Ooh (Uh)
Yes, like that
Ooh, flip side
Ah
Okay, turn around so I can hit it from the back
No
(We like to do it like-)
Come on! (Yeah)
I don't want to
You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on
(You know I like to do it like this)
Bianc!

[Tech N9ne:]
I like to hit it on flip, don't trip
I make it worth it, if you're nervous (Yeah), I got the service
That'll make you work it, you deserve it
A sex spot to flex wet spots with grip
Stressin' now, 'cause ain't nobody throwin' tips
Your hips so amazin', I'm gazin', you blazin'
Praisin' and I no longer shriveled like a raisin
I'm stoned - hopin' that your homegirl'll enter this
I'm down, even if it's Ellen Degeneres
(Hahahaha) I'ma clown the punana, pound the pupan
Ate it like a crouton, wise words from God Zoutan
The flip baby, no gip baby
Nina like the way you strip, baby, no way you dip ladies (Ha-ha)
See me in your city, be ready, when I'm lookin' for some fun
I be comin' at you (What?), five hundred worth of ones
Just the trick off, gather your oils to lick off
You and your homegirl rollin' with me, jerkin' my dick off (Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Not a rip off, just gettin' it tossed, the lip gloss
Your lips lost so deep in it, they callin' me the pit boss
I'm lovin' it - the way you got me shovin' it
(Come back to the crib with me and my niggas)
Doggy slip-slide, much obliged
(We gon' do it like this, check it out)
I cried when I hit it on the flip side

[Tech N9ne & Mel:]
Which side? Flip side
This side, ladies so I can dip dive
That's right
Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it to jiggle
Makin' me fizzle when you make it wiggle a little
Stay on the flip side
Which side? Flip side
This side, ladies so I can dip dive
That's right
This ain't no ballad talkin' 'bout how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flip side

[Tech N9ne:]
Meet me in Las Vegas, I'm stayin' at the Grand
Keys under N9na when you be fightin' with your man
Into it, no undees, get ready to bungy, jump me
Knew you meant business, when you ripped out my Abercrombie
Hormones hungry, like to get me down under like Crocodile Dundee
Keepin' your sex weapons from me, I'm grungy
Not mean and I'm way freaky like zombie
Friday to Sunday yellin' "Tech, I love the way you done me!"
And then I'm Solomon Grundy, you's a flower when I killed it
You wilt it, (Got), who got the power, call me (Deep Space N9ne)
On nonoxynol 'cause I rocked 'em all with socks and all
Y'all 'iancs, I hit a lots of y'all
Slots (Show 'em, show 'em what you got)
Girl you're makin' it hop, it's syncopated with pop, non-stop
Your skin is silky, I hope you milk me
I'm fiendin', not killin' me 'cause you
Can't catch my vibe, if you jockin' Keenan
I'm flyin' semen, you're cryin' Freeman
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, butt up
I dip dive, when I hit it on the flip side (Yeah, like this)

[Tech N9ne & Mel:]
Which side? Flip side, yeah
This side, ladies so I can dip dive
That's right
Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it to jiggle (Yeah)
Makin' me fizzle when you make it wiggle a little
Stay on the flip side
Which side? Flip side
This side, ladies so I can dip dive
That's right
This ain't no ballad talkin' 'bout how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flip side (Uh)

Can you feel it, baby?
20 to touch my waistline?
I can heal it, baby
40 to touch, bust and grind
'Bout to kill it, baby
200 bucks a good time
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
Sex on the mind (Let me do you)

[Tech N9ne:]
Enough! Girl, you're drivin' me nuts
You and your homie's hype, horny, comin' back from peanuts
With hokie-pokie, on the brain and we can keep it low-key
Be they hottest when they comin' back from soakies
What up to upholstery, listen closely
Lap dance in the corner, I'm all up on her
Two more Coronas, you're leavin' with me
'Cause I'm increasin' the fee, you're leasin' to pee
Hella fat like Jackie, pleasing to me
I admire, what you do, call girls, the way you dance
And strip, deck down to your tips, beautiful lips (Uh)
You say that you like it way better from a wild style
Nigga comin' sex-crazed at ya, on the flip side

[Tech N9ne & Mel:]
Now can you feel me? (Yeah)
Now you think you can feel me?
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it, yeah
Ah, 20 to- okay
Thinkin' I'm way better than you
Oh yeah
Get the butter, baby, uh

Can you feel it, baby?
20 to touch my waistline? Ooh
I can heal it, baby
40 to touch, bust and grind (I make it hot, like that)
'Bout to kill it, baby
200 bucks a good time (Like it, like-)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
Sex on the mind (I do it like you like it, uh)

Ain't no better way
I like to do it on the flip side
I'm 'bout to bust, I'm 'bout to bust
That's doggy style
I love to make you...
Nah, I'm just fuckin' around, baby
(Ooh, ah)
I like to hit it on the flip
Yeah
I like to hit it on the flip
Uh, uh, uh
I like to hit it on the flip
QDIII like to hit it on the flip, Don Juan like to hit it on the flip
MidWestSide like to hit it on the flip, Tech N9ne!


Writer(s): Qdiii
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