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Backboard
by Bishop FBF
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Yeah we ballin now
(Yung Lando gone krazy)
They call her name to the stage, where the love at
The liquor ain't doing too much, where the drugs at
And she don't smoke but she trying to catch a contact
(Uno got the streets goin crazy)
She order dirty martini with extra taka vodka
He tell his homeboy, 'I bet that I don't leave without her'
But he already know her and ain't expose his hand (ooweee)
She only 23 and always get the last dance
So instead he tell him, 'gone go witcha move'
I'm finna pick me one and then I'm headed to the room (finna cut up in dis bitch)
He a regular, he got options (ya heard me)
And she down for anything with a profit
Boy you need to stop it, what the lick read
Fulla pills, rollin like a ten speed
She turn around like don't be actin nervous (its a battle you want)
Then his homeboy disappear closed curtains (its a battle you got)
You played your part, a hell of a show
But little you know, we all know you told on ya folks (yea)
Got a pretty young thing, she gone ride
You can tell by the look in the eyes
Shots, shots, shots, shots
Tell the bartender, "bring more shots"
Middle fingers up like tupac (ayeee)
Tear the club up I'm too hot
Tryin to ride the wave, you better find a way
Cause I been really cookin up like a holiday
Everybody leavin out, push start in the fast lane
No name, only thing mentioned is mary jane (sheesh)
Pick up the phone, what you said, where you at
Pretty face, hypnotized, Rubbin on her cat
With a sunroof top and diamond in the back (alright)
In the blink of an eye, you ain't even get to clap like
Shhhh, what the fuck is that
Friends with benefits, ain't no strings attached
I only give her the dick if she ask for it
I'm in the game, styling on em off the Backboard
(Shake, Shake, Shake, Come On, Come On, Drop, Drop, Drop, Come on, Come on)
Yeah we ballin now
(Yung Lando gone krazy)
They call her name to the stage, where the love at
The liquor ain't doing too much, where the drugs at
And she don't smoke but she trying to catch a contact
(Uno got the streets goin crazy)
She order dirty martini with extra taka vodka
He tell his homeboy, 'I bet that I don't leave without her'
But he already know her and ain't expose his hand (ooweee)
She only 23 and always get the last dance
So instead he tell him, 'gone go witcha move'
I'm finna pick me one and then I'm headed to the room (finna cut up in dis bitch)
He a regular, he got options (ya heard me)
And she down for anything with a profit
Boy you need to stop it, what the lick read
Fulla pills, rollin like a ten speed
She turn around like don't be actin nervous (its a battle you want)
Then his homeboy disappear closed curtains (its a battle you got)
You played your part, a hell of a show
But little you know, we all know you told on ya folks (yea)
Got a pretty young thing, she gone ride
You can tell by the look in the eyes
Shots, shots, shots, shots
Tell the bartender, "bring more shots"
Middle fingers up like tupac (ayeee)
Tear the club up I'm too hot
Tryin to ride the wave, you better find a way
Cause I been really cookin up like a holiday
Everybody leavin out, push start in the fast lane
No name, only thing mentioned is mary jane (sheesh)
Pick up the phone, what you said, where you at
Pretty face, hypnotized, Rubbin on her cat
With a sunroof top and diamond in the back (alright)
In the blink of an eye, you ain't even get to clap like
Shhhh, what the fuck is that
Friends with benefits, ain't no strings attached
I only give her the dick if she ask for it
I'm in the game, styling on em off the Backboard
(Shake, Shake, Shake, Come On, Come On, Drop, Drop, Drop, Come on, Come on)
