By Your Side Lyrics - Chiddy Bang

I'll always be by your side 

I'll always be by your side 

Yeah, this right here is for all the the chicks right here 

That knew how to sing my shit right here 

The love that I'm sharing you have no idea 

And they are too swelly, all seem ready 

"When you 'gon come to my town aldready?" 

Tell 'em in no time, have to grow time 

Last year I had loans with a co-sign 

Honey says, "Chiddy you are out of yo mind" 

Once I get the green like it's go time 

And my outlook positive, pro time 

But these niggas so soup like wontons 

For the girls that be chillin' all ready 

Smoke a little bit, the be feelin' all silly 

Bring ya tight shit, she a duchess 

Tell her bring Dutches and she the one rollin' on Philly 

She a pothead, buy her own trees she got bread 

We happy and we single and we colored 

But, bang bang bang like Pop said 

I could get the 2Pac bread, not dead 

But tellin' them girls to keep their head up 

Know you got the nice ship, know you so fed-up 

When I'm in your city I promise we might get up 

So don't trouble me, get two cars that's double V's 

I'm in the hotel on the top floor 

She come through and we'll smoke double tree 

Love will see 

She comes first, then I arrive 

Sunshine, this little light of mine 

February 14th Valentine 

And Chiddy always gon' be by your side, by your side 

I'll always be by your side 

I'll always be by your side 

Uh, uh, she's the leader of my fan club 

So I show her damn love 

It don't really matter if she with you 

She always gon' show her man love 

Lovin' how she dress so nicely 

And the shit she rock oh so pricey 

Had to cut her man out cause he ain't have swells 

She sayin' he was tryin' to be like me 

I said damn, damn, mini me's 

We deserve to get a Emmy please 

So let me roll up my Vendi sleeves 

While she roll up those Cali trees 

She got all my cheese, that's chiddy merchandise 

I gave her swelly shorts and she work 'em right 

Head to the back, head to the clouds 

Although we keep it quiet, we blowin' all out 

Home-style raps just to make my mom proud 

Please don't turn me off, tell your friend we on now 

We gone now, old school kickin' in rolled chains 

I tell her let me sign on 

And then she tellin' me "Go daddy" and then I log on 

The domain, so vain 

She could come abroad the motherfuckin' Soul Train 

And I spit the new shit, then you gettin' stupid 

When you give me your whole brain, oh mayne 

I oblige, shorty come through when I arrive 

I give her the feeling like when you high and dry 

And I'mma always be by your side, by your side