The Other Side Chicks Shay D

[Verse 1]
What a waste - lustful eyes set on a gold face
Lips full -- long hair easy set a heart racin'
Facin' rumours 'bout her liaisons
Who she exchanging verses with
Gucci purses, short skirts, high stilettos
Put down by her attire but ignore libretto
Yeh, it's ghetto when the hearsay started pitchin'
Pressured into fantasies with
Guilt that she be snitching
She knew better but the block knew even more
Had her respond to sket and called her a whore
It was raw everytime you would see her
You'd take pity and be thankful that you would never be her
She had it twisted, mimicking the videos
The Gaga's, Rihanna's, Beyonce's, and these silly hoes
Walkin' around exploiting her skin
Talking dirty with the man dem brushing off sin

[Chorus]
You see we different
We rock hi-tops and baggy jeans
Whilst the other side chicks in crop tops and designer jeans
We drive our own whips, they look for limousines
We want a family man
They want celebrities
We different
We rock tracksuits and caps
We listen to grime and spit bars to rap
The other side chicks busy with their fake tan
Copyin' pop stars and bangin' all these fake mans