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Backstreets, Pt. 2 Video (MV)




Performed By: Big Gface
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Willie Caldwell




Big Gface - Backstreets, Pt. 2 Lyrics




Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the seats up
Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the roof up

All these goofys in the club
Want to f*ck with me
I keep that grade a pack
You know above fifty
I got that nicki on lock
You know above remy
I keep my semi on tight
Im on my bun bizzy
Boy i grew up with the monsters
Trapping out the closet
Ill plug a nigga body knock em down
Like hes a socket
If you out here with the snakes
You got to keep a rocket
Better watch out for the thiefs
Cause they'll pit your pocket
I roll smooth swear to god
Like a rolls royce rolls royce
Applying pressure e foe
Better make a choice
Cause it can really get sticky
You could loose your voice
Loose your voice
Boy ill light a nigga up
Leave em looking moist
Looking moist
Ill knock a nigga down
Im known to get around
Im making drumma sounds
Im Knocking bitches down
Boy yes i made me
Im doing surgery
Not a nigga in the hood
Wanna murder me

Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the seats up
Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the roof up

Hit it were it hurts
In my suspenders i go Urkel
Whipping at the bricky
Like a slave color purple
God favor my decision
I direct shit like a beast
I woke up with the digits
Now these hoes pray to me
Sophisticated matted mind
Im burning with the resin
But low key cause the
Confidential nozy like the feds
You faggots on my dickies
Like no other can be solid
My chuckies give me wings
Catching wings like a piolet
Im what you niggas want to be
Ill put you on that p shit
Careful how you play your cards
Im focused on the renege
You ride around in rent a ross
Pretending to be decent
How the f*ck you go to work
And you aint even recent
Fire bars like dragon tales
You tuned into the mob now
Living in the fast lane
Ill never turn the bomb down
Levitate on cloud nine my levels
Never come down
Send a hit on me and you
Will find that he was gunned down

Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the seats up
Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the roof up
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Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the seats up
Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the roof up

All these goofys in the club
Want to f*ck with me
I keep that grade a pack
You know above fifty
I got that nicki on lock
You know above remy
I keep my semi on tight
Im on my bun bizzy
Boy i grew up with the monsters
Trapping out the closet
Ill plug a nigga body knock em down
Like hes a socket
If you out here with the snakes
You got to keep a rocket
Better watch out for the thiefs
Cause they'll pit your pocket
I roll smooth swear to god
Like a rolls royce rolls royce
Applying pressure e foe
Better make a choice
Cause it can really get sticky
You could loose your voice
Loose your voice
Boy ill light a nigga up
Leave em looking moist
Looking moist
Ill knock a nigga down
Im known to get around
Im making drumma sounds
Im Knocking bitches down
Boy yes i made me
Im doing surgery
Not a nigga in the hood
Wanna murder me

Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the seats up
Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the roof up

Hit it were it hurts
In my suspenders i go Urkel
Whipping at the bricky
Like a slave color purple
God favor my decision
I direct shit like a beast
I woke up with the digits
Now these hoes pray to me
Sophisticated matted mind
Im burning with the resin
But low key cause the
Confidential nozy like the feds
You faggots on my dickies
Like no other can be solid
My chuckies give me wings
Catching wings like a piolet
Im what you niggas want to be
Ill put you on that p shit
Careful how you play your cards
Im focused on the renege
You ride around in rent a ross
Pretending to be decent
How the f*ck you go to work
And you aint even recent
Fire bars like dragon tales
You tuned into the mob now
Living in the fast lane
Ill never turn the bomb down
Levitate on cloud nine my levels
Never come down
Send a hit on me and you
Will find that he was gunned down

Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the seats up
Swerving through the backstreets
Hit em with the backstroke
Rims in the bathtub
Headed to the bando
Reds in the Rear view
Im mad then a motherf*cker
Bad red bone f*ck her hard
Tear the roof up
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Writer: Willie Caldwell
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