Lyrics:
Business No Bullshit
Trap hard, out the backyard
I'm melodic trapstar, dat part
Juggin out the backyard
Please don't act hard
All my niggas crack
at a boil and it's much too hot to hold her
And I may not be much wiser but I'm sure I'm getting older
Well tomorrow is an anchor that can tie you
we do lunch you do me, I do you
Baby we could do us and I
Ain’t gotta say no more
I don’t talk too much thus far
Phew I feel like I’ve been
Trying
since the first record by Damn Yankees
It was the day Ted Nugent killed all the animals
The day Ted Nugent killed all the animals
Imagine that,
on the door
Daddy's gone away, he's coming back no more
His baby's curled up on a stranger's floor
Momma's thinking happy endings weren't too much to ask for
tried spraying my body
With all this cologne
But the stench is creeping
Into the front row
It's just the homegrown
From the backyard
I keep it in
in the backyard
James ride by poppin a wheelie
Aye Tay I'm still dreaming
And I'm still
I'm still dreaming
Aye bro I'm still
They thought it's
gonna stretch it up,
One more shot for show
Now I'm all up on the floor
There's one thing that I know
I had to look too much for drink
It's alright
I ran down the road, pants down to my knees
Screaming "please come help me, that Canadian shaman gave a little too much to me!"
And I'm writing
What?)
A dog needs a- (come on)
Not just any, uh, but a real, uh
That's gon' hold that dog down
Baby, I am what I am, I'm gon' be who I be (uh)
What?)
A dog needs a- (come on)
Not just any, uh, but a real, uh
That's gon' hold that dog down
Baby, I am what I am, I'm gon' be who I be (uh)
your naughty on?
Cause I ain't plannin' on goin' home
Got a pontoon party goin' all night long
I like them bars with the jukebox up an'
Backyards
to tease the world then bang her out
You can have her after but know I came in
I spend too much time by my lonesome
I got too much pride what you want some
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, don't want a woman with a ball
it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know
the backyard four feet tall
Cheech and Chong probably would of smoked 'em all
So I'm out on the couch this afternoon
Beer bottles layin' on the kitchen floor
If
shot my baby)
This much madness is too much sorrow
(down by the river)
It`s impossible to make it today
(i shot my baby)
This much madness is
time fa da boxin cause ion like to touch em
But if you run up on me den i guess i have to bust ya
It's too much money out here to be worried bout
It's too much
(Too much)
Just too much
(Too much)
It's too much
(Too much)
Yeah
It's too much
(Too much)
Just too much
(Too much)
It's too much
Yeah
it 'cause we'll both get too into it
All I'm thinking 'bout is you and I don't know why I've been doing it
The feelings you gave me, craving them
I don’t be chasing the bag
Baby I am the bag
I don’t be chasing the bag
Baby I am the bag
I got too much drip to trip
I got too much drip to trip
I
patnas tell me I'm doin too much
Still gettin to it at 4 in the morning
Gotta get to it you know it's a must
Baby mama drama ain't stoppin smoke all
too much (Too much, too much)
It's too much baby yea yea
It's too much (Too much, too much)
It's too much for me yea yea
I had enough of your games
Well I went out in the backyard to try and find some space
Well I went out in the backyard to see how freedom tastes
If by chance I get to meet ya
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