Lyrics:
still trip
OG in the Backwood and it slap good, that's that Will Smith
OG in the Backwood and it slap good, that's that Will Smith
High speed, going off
I was addicted to money after I made my 1st dollar
And I was hooked on pussy after my 1st bitch holla'd
Addicted to being fly, big faces spent
want that
Come and back it up to the bottom of my throwback
With you rollin' yo' rims lookin' like a Kodak
Watch I drive I want to smoke, she will
let her know the boy is back
Nah she ain't a Kappa but she still gone holla back, yea
My baby gone rep
Yea you know she steppin
You be all up in yo
The Freshworks Fresh Prince
Rockin them J's like Will Smith
Them fire red 5's on
2-3 I'm in my zone
I'm writing raps in my iPhone
And I got crack for them Tyrone's
move Will Smith for you
This legend's a myth for you waves over your head I'm a quiff
Give that man work I'm a shift for you
Or do charity work as a quid
it for a comma
Shoutout to my momma
Mood swings made me trauma
Will smith break with jada
I put her on pajama
Listen to your dream
Fujiama
Konichiwa
I'll be down for you, baby
I'ma ride for you, baby
I will be the one you need
I'll do anything you want me to
Sexy abs, with your hips to match
on skirt
Have my thing on a plane tryin' to being back change
Cop the next thing smokin' if you see look strange
Tryin' to cop fancy cars designer names
icy cold
Put a price on niggas' head
For that shit you said
Got back so we boomerang, watch what you say
Hot shit'll spray, in a box you will lay
Know
(I wish we could stay to see what happens)
We have to let them find their way, but we will create an end
Came back like the Mack, Caddy cut dime in
the plastic off it, you can feel the magic
Still I'm laughing at the critics talking, I can see 'em gagging
When I'm back in the back of my city, back in
Ten million dollars later I'm a blessing, nigga
How a nigga rich but still stressing, nigga
Glock-40, Smith & Wesson, nigga
Streets will never ever
Front camera, back camera, whole dash digi'
On the interstate, out of state, gettin' high
You know I'm on the way to that money right now
No, the grind
legend and I will Smith
Now that's how you let the beat build, bitch
That's how you let the beat build, bitch
Now that's how you let the beat build,
and Vis to holla
At the kid to feature on Ill Out
It's all good like I said just chill out
Ca when i'm raving, i'm champagneing
Man will bop to the bar
Easy
and
Hacked up left on your back stretched cutty
I'll fuck your ass up
I'll stab you into the past tense buddy
You ain't survivin' this crash
The impact will
outside, I feel something behind me
I'm looking back, but nothin's around me
(Oh, what's goin' on?) Man, I don't know
What am I trippin' on?
There's
Uh, Straight off the back
I come straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle
Slide
I should be by your side
By your side
If you want me to come thru
Girl you know I'm sliding by
Then I will slide by
Right by
Let me slide girl
ridin in a Caddy 500, bumpin Will Smith, gettin jiggy
When I looked up in the rearview and spotted - Damn, it's a piggy
License suspended, warrant checks,
Who want war wit em'?
(Uh-huh, Uh-huh)
[Chop] Take a fall wit em'
(Uh-huh, Uh-huh)
Back against the wall wit em
(Uh-huh, Uh-huh)
[Fred] Chopper City let
bang! bang! (that's what I showed her)
Hey! make way for the drill team!
Hey! and the party we will bring!
Hey! make way for the drill team!
She ain't
old crew
About my old crew
About my old crew
On some Will Smith shit
On some Fresh Prince shit
On some Will Smith shit
On some Fresh Prince shit
I love
Discuss these holla back by will smith Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In