Lyrics:
Back-back Yeah
Back-back cye
Back-back Back-back cye
Juicy J: Yes Sir. Ratchet ass hoe she a natnat
css sit up on her back like a backpack
Other bitches
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Huh? Huh?
Huh? Ha!
Young nigga jookin' on the back block
(Back block)
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
(Hands hurt)
Foreign door, push got
up, back it up
On me
I glow just by being in your presence
I really love your soul and your essence
I've been working hard on my acceptance
Of me,
by the coat
He got put out in front all the h***
Put the game on lock like figure four
Woah, Woah
Back up off me bro
Woah
Back up, back up, back up
down
We can build it all back up
Piece by piece by piece by piece
Back up again
Piece by piece by piece by piece
Back up up up
No need to worry about
back, boy
(you got my back right?)
Sure 'nough
Even though them chicks be hatin' on us
Still I'm gonna keep her by my side
In whatever situation we gon'
she's bad
Everybody get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Guess who's back?
They call me Pillsbury dough-bwoyyyy
Countin' up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin'
Countin' up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin'
Countin' up hundreds by
Back, back, back, back, back
She gone throw dat pussy
Back, back, back, back, back
Let a nigga stroke
Bitch got coke by the shape
Pussy so wet, got me
If Young Metro don't trust you I'mma shoot you
Last night took an L, but tonight I bounce back
Wake up every morning, by the night, I count
of it, but just
To alert an officer yeah, it's that real
When I got back to the cell
I wrote some rhymes and did
Some push-ups until about
4: 30 ended up
warming up
Now get it done
Back it up yo
Tell her back it up
Back it up
Back it up yo
Tell her back it up
Back it up
Back it up yo
Tell her back it up
Back
Samurai brought the drink through
So you know we back reloaded (pass me my phone)
No, I can't pick up the phone
If the call ain't important, nah (let's
funny accents
And was willing to
Make herself beautiful, then
Grotesque, then absurd, then
Back again and here she is now, demure
By comparison, just
myself]
Look at the herbs..
[Im all by myself]
Look at these birds..
[Im all by myself]
Busted up & chopped up and that's word..
[Im all by myself]
Aaah aaa ahhh
Oooooooo
Mmmmm
Never be
Never be
Mmmmm
Won't you back that back that up
Never be
Won't you back that back that back up
Never see
Won't
on my side
I can get used to this
Back in my arms
Back in your good graces
Heck of a storm
Felt like it could break us up up up
But He brought us thru it
Look, it's ya girl Nicki Maraj
My nigga Ru Spit's getcha (Gs up)
Where my niggas that's gettin' they Gs up?
(Gs up)
In the back and you rollin' your
she's bad
Everybody get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Guess who's back?
They call me Pillsbury dough-bwoyyyy
Tha Liks get, down
Guess who's back? It's Tha Alkaholiks
We're back, buk, buk, by popular demand
Guess who's back? It's Tha Alkaholiks
We're back, buk,
I love them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine (engine)
So when I back back
I love them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine (engine)
So when I back back
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