Lyrics:
antique girl in this antique world
(Hush) In landscapes hiding
Foreslopes, backslaps, saddles and shoulders
We're a ghost, and we're gold
Until
backslaps
Show you I'm ready for the old to collapse
Collapse
Ready for the old to collapse
Ready for the old to collapse
I've been thinking about it, nothing
the face while makin’ the back-slap!
Look on the line, locked up in brain cells,
Storm and a hiccup.
Head-strong and leg-long.
White man,
Speaks before some
Get Me To Take The Rap I Guarantee
You'd Leave Me With A Backslap.
Push Me To The Left, Push Me To The Right Try To Take Me Out Of The Way
Ven If
Everybody nosedive
Hold your breath, count to five
Back-slap, booby-trap,
Cover it up in bubble wrap
Room shake, earthquake
Find a way to stay awake
Everybody nosedive
Hold your breath, count to five
Back-slap, booby-trap,
Cover it up in bubble wrap
Room shake, earthquake
Find a way to stay awake
in and cause bought some different smoke
So, so, tell me what a nigga paid
I'll back-slap ya, I'm your papi, what that nigga say?
You better keep it
whooped bitch
For actin like a bitch
Backslap ya like a bitch
While ya snappin a flick (biotch)
It's $hort dog
I ain't wit nowhere
Still spittin real
the dreamer's dream
Everybody nosedive
Hold your breath, count to five
Backslap, boobytrap,
Cover it up in bubblewrap
Room shake, earthquake
Find a way
embrace to some scandalous
I chop joke MC's like choke sandwiches
And backslap the snare drum open-handed with my vo-cal
So I'm far from lo-cal
My
than Elisha
That backslap the ass like your father
Why bother?
Would any care for, lyrics I sling from my mic with cease your laughter
Mind of a bachelor
[J-Love]
Aiyo, I come through like a Chicago Bears linebacker
Call me Brian Urlacher, straight up attack you
Then I backslap you, yeah, ya niggas get flipped
movin it"
Who's hittin rough in eighty-eight I bet your momma knows
Backslap you all down like I were dominoes
Stun 'em all, cum on y'all, give me
It's Bun be I go back-a like "Atlanta Black Crackers"
I back-slap a, back-packer, from here to Cakalacka (Carolina's)
Wack rapper, short stopper
on the beach
It's Young Money, Cash Money, free Weezy
Yo, it's D12, I will backslap her and you
The toolie tucked with the gators
And the foreign suit
I'll take
bragging, it's a well-known fact
I back-slap the wack and dollar bills I stack
Don't take no flack from you wannabes
Ain't nobody stopping me
I live my
that, (what?)
Pretty girl, buff girl, doggy that, (what?)
Dizzee Rascal's on the format, (what?)
Bad manners get a backslap (what?)
I call the shots
that, (what?)
Pretty girl, buff girl, doggy that, (what?)
Dizzee Rascal's on the format, (what?)
Bad manners get a backslap (what?)
I call the shots
movin it"
Who's hittin rough in eighty-eight I bet your momma knows
Backslap you all down like I were dominoes
Stun 'em all, cum on y'all, give me
[J-Love]
Aiyo, I come through like a Chicago Bears linebacker
Call me Brian Urlacher, straight up attack you
Then I backslap you, yeah, ya niggas get flipped
backslap just happens
To be my favorite
You take it from your shoulder then
You take 'em to the pavement
We don't take shit but we take our medication
And we
your uterine
Hula hoop with it
Backslap her with a tube of lubricant
Tape it and take it to Ace's
So we can do this shit
Carjack her parents' coupe
Cause I'm still down to bust a cap then backslap
Those who pop rap at the mouth like Ex-Lax
And those who want to test me, step right up, bro
My number's
name
Why would you say that
Protect your head with a flippen wavecap
Or get a backslap
And backtrack
All the way back to the track
With a big mac
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