Swizz Beatz, Lil Wayne - Pistol On My Side (P.O.M.S.) lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Swizz Beatz, Lil Wayne - Pistol On My Side P.O.M.S. lyrics]
Let's pray for the people that we just lost
(yeah) goddammit! Say
Woo, woah oh
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
(What?)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
(What? What?) mr always High, but nigga
You can call me "Slime" (What? What?)
Drippin' Evian, Fiji, I'm a water slide
(Weezy)
Pockets fatter than a greedy nigga on a diet
(Damn) nina on my side
But she say you can call her "Nine" (Damn)
Divas on my side
So many they could form a line (yeah)
Strippers on my side and I
Got 'em performin' live (yeah)
Hot girl in the bed and
She prefer the warmer side
Pistol on my side
I'm talkin' 'bout the Army kind
Cita, that's my moms
Only had her and father time (Come on)
Pistol on my side
You don't wanna hear it harmonize
(Say what?) numbers don't lie
The Number One Stun never mind (Goddamn)
Tunechi in this bitch
Eyes lookin' like Konnichiwa (What?)
Swizzy on the beat, I'ma beat it like policía
(What? Goddamn) brr, brr, brr
Man the Uzi needs speech lessons (Ayy)
Pistol in my briefs
You don't wanna get this brief message
Here we go
Oh, oh, y'all think it's a game? Damn (yeah)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
(Let's work)
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
(What? Oh) pistol on my side
Talkin' 'bout the Army kind
(Showtime's back)
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
(Showtime)
Swizzy on the beat
I beat your ass like policía (Showtime)
Tunechi in this bitch
Eyes looking like Konnichiwa (Woo)
Pistol on my side
You don't want that thing to scream at ya
(Oh) laughin' when you die, boy
My pistol a comedian (Brr)
Pistol on my side
Now he lyin' like the media (Work)
Clips longer than encyclopedias
You're readin' 'em (Woo)
Double barrel, long barrel, short barrel
Medium (Brr)
We ain't hittin' licks
We beatin' 'em and then repeatin' 'em
(Come on)
Sugar in the coffee, sugar in the Morphine
Sugar sweet codeine, it ain't purple
Then I'm barfing
Gang ride or die, like we sittin' on Harley's
(Rrrt)
Let the thing talk like it's sittin' on Maury
(Brrr) good, good, too good, in my doobie
I can't be stressin' (Brrr)
Ugh, ugh, ugh, that bitch moody
You may leave a message
Plll-plll-plll to his chest
Give him three presses pistol in my briefs
You don't wanna get this brief message
(Here we go, Weezy)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
(Oh)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
(yeah) goddammit! Say
Woo, woah oh
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
(What?)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
(What? What?) mr always High, but nigga
You can call me "Slime" (What? What?)
Drippin' Evian, Fiji, I'm a water slide
(Weezy)
Pockets fatter than a greedy nigga on a diet
(Damn) nina on my side
But she say you can call her "Nine" (Damn)
Divas on my side
So many they could form a line (yeah)
Strippers on my side and I
Got 'em performin' live (yeah)
Hot girl in the bed and
She prefer the warmer side
Pistol on my side
I'm talkin' 'bout the Army kind
Cita, that's my moms
Only had her and father time (Come on)
Pistol on my side
You don't wanna hear it harmonize
(Say what?) numbers don't lie
The Number One Stun never mind (Goddamn)
Tunechi in this bitch
Eyes lookin' like Konnichiwa (What?)
Swizzy on the beat, I'ma beat it like policía
(What? Goddamn) brr, brr, brr
Man the Uzi needs speech lessons (Ayy)
Pistol in my briefs
You don't wanna get this brief message
Here we go
Oh, oh, y'all think it's a game? Damn (yeah)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
(Let's work)
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
(What? Oh) pistol on my side
Talkin' 'bout the Army kind
(Showtime's back)
Pistol on my side, leave a nigga on his side
(Showtime)
Swizzy on the beat
I beat your ass like policía (Showtime)
Tunechi in this bitch
Eyes looking like Konnichiwa (Woo)
Pistol on my side
You don't want that thing to scream at ya
(Oh) laughin' when you die, boy
My pistol a comedian (Brr)
Pistol on my side
Now he lyin' like the media (Work)
Clips longer than encyclopedias
You're readin' 'em (Woo)
Double barrel, long barrel, short barrel
Medium (Brr)
We ain't hittin' licks
We beatin' 'em and then repeatin' 'em
(Come on)
Sugar in the coffee, sugar in the Morphine
Sugar sweet codeine, it ain't purple
Then I'm barfing
Gang ride or die, like we sittin' on Harley's
(Rrrt)
Let the thing talk like it's sittin' on Maury
(Brrr) good, good, too good, in my doobie
I can't be stressin' (Brrr)
Ugh, ugh, ugh, that bitch moody
You may leave a message
Plll-plll-plll to his chest
Give him three presses pistol in my briefs
You don't wanna get this brief message
(Here we go, Weezy)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
(Oh)
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job
Pistol on my side, trigger finger on the job