backdoor Lyrics

Woah

Woah

Woah

Shit gon change once sand start cooking

Uncle Sam bust through the back door looking

Bro ain't leave so they threw em down book 'em

Reggie Wright runnin if they want me send Buccum

Fuck a right, bust 2 lefts, huh shook 'em

Woah

Woah

Batarang batarang Saturday juggin

Addalays, E&J, 81 snook em

Ain't no rules in a fight young nigga

Ain't many rules in my life young nigga

I wish I had a guide little sooner

Help guide through the adolescent time, it was too much

Bad bitch taught me how to fuck 'fore I grew up

Sedatives taught me how to love 'fore I knew it

Big bro taught me how to plug no trap

Taught a young nigga new ways get it back

Munyun blow it every day make it back

Stun gun pack got em stuck where he at

They send shots, stay low, send 'em back

Aim for the neck, hit the head, double back

Terminator if I miss once I'll be back

Woah

Woah

Shit gon change once start cooking

Uncle Sam bust through the back door looking

Bro ain't leave so they threw 'em down book em

Reggie Wright runnin if they want me send Buccum

Fuck a right, bust 2 lefts, huh shook 'em

Woah

Woah

Right, left, right, left, right, duck, hook em

Never kick a nigga when he down let him get up

Worrying 'bout me make sure when you watch me I'm striking a pose

Don't give a fuck 'bout your drip I get hoes in my regular clothes

Perfume ain't masking that fragrance bitch go see a professional

I fucked on your sis

Cause yo coochie smelled like some mold, woah

Woah

Woah

Woah, yeah

I hit my dance, ants in my pants, all through the store

Pop me a 30, I broke it in half so 15 I go

She said she love me cause I look like peanut butter and she always jamming to my song

She throw that pussy on me and I love it cause she always throw it and leave me alone

Love it so much I'ma fuck around make her song, might have to sample her moans

Taking that bitch round the globe

We ain't even left the room

Hold on lemme check my phone

Other bitch hit me when I'm wit my another forgetting a rule that she know, woah

Woah

Woah

Okay

I treat a pretty bitch wrong so I can keep her in control

This song is more a confessional this ain't no regular song

Told her I'm different not better I'll have that bitch selling her soul, woah

Woah

Woah

Okay

Shit gon change once start cooking

Uncle Sam bust through the back door looking

Bro ain't leave so they threw 'em down book em

Reggie Wright runnin if they want me send Buccum

Fuck a right, bust two lefts, huh shook 'em

Woah

Woah

Right, left, right, left, right, duck, hook em

Never kick a nigga when he down let him get up