Lyrics:
of the streets (On my shlime)
Back door when we slide them niggas so weak (Yeah yeah)
Back door when we slide them niggas so weak (Shlatt Shlatt Shlatt Shlatt)
might slide to Tallahassee, let go of my pain
And I'm calling up Jhay Alf for bitches and drink
Backyard beach house, bitch I'm at the back door
This
stop
Big hair, Big nails, Big shoes, What's up
See me at the night club, join me on the dance floor
If you want a good time, meet me by the back door
See
They call me the Back Door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day They call me the Back Door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day I make
the lost soul without any home
The ground don't hold him no more
He keeps coming round my back door
The ground don't hold him no more
He keeps coming round
make it slap that's a fact what's the 'haps 'yo
Fly Superstar play the bar then out the back door
The wave will get us home yeah so don't sweat tonight
woman
Tell me all the things you'll say
Darling says she does it
And she wants some, wants some
Your mama caught you sneaking
Out the back door, back door
the bags more
Wanted a digital dashboard
You hittin' the backboard
I had 'em come in the back door
Wanted to hang (hang)
Now you're just sittin' there mad
snakin', back door be wide open
The one that you kill for might kill you for money, so I keep a nine on me
These diamonds be glowin', these bitches be on me,
She comin on a uh
She comin on a uh
Hey yuh
She comin on a uh
Hey yuh
She comin through the back door, hey yuh
Shawty hot to handle, hey yuh
My heart
Taste the water, purify yourself in late Minnetonka
Cause we creeping through the motherfucking back door
Leaving out with nothing but the cash flow
We
Nobody knows for sure
Whether you're here anymore
Nobody knows for sure
Whether you come or you go
When you're going out the back door
Back door
go under cover
And my lil niggas hit that back door like no other
Aye, flip the car, I bet they ass go under under
We don't slide in Nike, we gon'
They show no mercy if my Hittas kicking down your back door, these killas thirsty I might have to send em on an encore, my nighuhs worthy, they keep
the sun's gonna shine in my back door someday
I once had a car, it was painted white and black
Couldn't keep up the payment, the man he took it back
She came in the back door with
Her heart on her sleeve
If I had even noticed would've asked her to leave
But I was too far away from the scene
to the back door, loaded like Castro
Give you what you ask for, nigga, that real
Pull up to the front door, smokin' on Sunoco
Orders go pronto, nigga, that real
Slide through the back door
With your life strings attached
I can see the heavens
On my back
Can see for miles
Open your eyes
Can't see what
loves comes in play
The rules get wide
Back door run, run
Back door run from me
Back door run, run
Had to run from me
As the years went by
the back door open
There just had to be an exit
For the runnin' kind
Within me there's a prison
Surrounding me alone
As real as any dungeon with its
you could go
All I wanted was a real you, am I getting through?
If I was blind
Said that everything's fine
Would you kick me out the back door
surveillance, some switch turned on
Through back doors
(Back doors)
Through back doors
I thought it was as it seems but everyone is alone
I thought it was as it
on facts)
Come through the back door (Back)
Why you react, ho? (Why you react?)
Lick on my tats, ho (Yeah)
Hit from the back, ho (Hit from the back)
Came from
don't shine in my back door somedays
Sun don't shine in my back door somedays
Big wind gonna blow up, take my blues away
(???)
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