Lyrics:
aye, lets go! Aye, aye, lets go! [Chorus] [Back it up, Back it up, Back it up, Back it up] Back dat thang up lyke a tonka truck Back dat thang up lyke
been cooking Wen u first got ya pack, way back I been jugginʼ.... ITZ LYKE DAT (LYKE DAT) Roll Up, We bout 2 smoke em lyke dat ITZ LYKE DAT (LYKE DAT)
She'll never be lyke me You have a mouth I used to kiss And a chest I used to cry on But you treated me lyke utter shit Is this the hill you want
Becaue oakland...lyke compton> Yeah, i'm telling why'all oakland... lyke compton> Moving on to st. louis, where thecountry is fucked
Becaue oakland...lyke compton> Yeah, i'm telling why'all oakland... lyke compton> Moving on to st. louis, where thecountry is fucked
I’mma get how I can Be the best that I can be I can be I’m in my own lane But thys ain’t no race you can win You ain’t competing me Lyke some
Why u wanna act lyke dat for (Ice) (Baby) Why u wannaaaaaa Why u wanna ( Why u wanna ) Why u wanna ( Why u wanna ) Why u wanna act lyke daaaaaaat?
rah one time for the island folk Gyal me lyke da way you moving ya body, Gyal me lyke da way you moving ya body Gyal me lyke da way you moving ya body
ah stripper So she's popping pills Sippin liquor Running mile doing squats Just to get thicker On social media Posting her figure Drop it lyke dhet
it (they like me)they hop on my wave try to copy (lil bitch) these bitches they envy these nigga they hate got my bro so you better not try me (Lyke
enough hold me close Give you a dose The highs and lows Inside my pros Lyke I'm a pro-fessional Read me lyke I'm textual Put the sacred in the sexual Eat
in front of dat bytch nd C wat I am really about nd Naa I neva been in your house But my shyt hit so close 2 home Lyke I'm fukkin your spouse Nd I myte
Yung nigga sharp Lyke a needal Um makan hitz errday Lyke da beetles Yung nigga 4 stay fly Lyke a eagle If 12 git behine Um gone lyke a cheeta Deze
Steve Austin baby Lyke my daddy imma stunner Already know Why They hate me I be Stunting lyke a double Don’t bring yo ass Round here
Addicted but can’t overdose And the weed to my dome Got me feeling lyke a stoner Running out of luck Got no leaves in my bud So u ain’t gonna find no clover
with me Bring heavy hearts in hands to heaven's door Lyke sand slipping through Time Spinning in your fingers lyke A fork in spaghetti A spoon in
poetics for you Sing kinetics for you As we begin to move closer Count the petals of clovers Lyke lips I kiss over the bridge Delicious & explicit You don't
street niggas make u feel lyke Yo life in danger All these lil goons you see me with I can't pertain em lil mama say She don't lyke thugs I don't blame her
shoes I'm paid in full they tryna pay they dues or they tryna play tha dude We can get it lyke We can get it lyke Now im back in tha flesh God showed me
pon di mystic soul resurrekta Ana waves mi down, lyke a flags pon mi checkas Yessa blessa dissa blessup Lil cita Gota secret lil frekya An Cool mi off
Heala pon di mystic soul resurrekta Ana waves mi down, lyke a flags pon mi checkas Yessa blessa dissa blessup Lil cita Gota secret lil frekya An Cool mi
Piccolo Lyke, luce in stanza Piccolo demon che mi parla Fama, soldi, certo spacca Ma pensi serio che mi salva Nato già col sorriso Alle 6 del
If something isn't real, wat it feel lyke? I been in the field, not the pasture, wat it feel lyke? Need some help, not from the pastor, didn't work,
Aint no Niggah lyke me Her nigga aint me She miss fuccen on me (Owieeeeee) I can turn to a freak I Done had a couple freaks Miss my old freaks
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