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siris_sa - BACKDOOR FREESTYLE Lyrics



siris_sa - BACKDOOR FREESTYLE Lyrics




I need the wok with me, I'm puffin' on clouds, I'm lost in trees
Don't even cost a thing, I'm cheesin' like I won the lottery
Word up to God, that ass so fat, a round of applause for me
A round of applause for me

I want me a crib, that came wit' a whip
The blunt compressed like it came in a zip
Shit got me cruisin', I feel like a ship
And I feel I'm the rudest and-
Shit

That nigga spittin', he talk with a lisp
And I bet you he make it, put that on my kids
My daughter, my sons, my family and friends

Better not look like a lick
Slide up, they pop at your spot, you would think you a zit
You know I got the assist
Pass me the ball, I'ma dunk it, my arm hangin' over the rim

Chip on my shoulder, I took me a dip
Swear this the part of the story I win
I cannot f*ck with no hoe that be extra
Chucks on my feet, they be dirty but precious

Desperate

I could write you a song, it's a fee
Treat it all like it was in a colosseum
Lookin' in the mirror, tryna be like me

Tryna be myself, tryna be like I
If it don't kill you, it ain't hard for you to try
Dancing with the stars, "4th of July" shit
Yeah

Ain't nobody f*ckin' with Sye
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with me and that stick on my side
'Fethu ngi'blind
Mjita had to pay his dues
Had to pay his price, just so I could see the next life

Told me about "the life and the pies" I get it
I just want my slice

I just want a beamer on sight
Far as your eyes can see in the light

Both knees red like she kneeling to Christ
So

Shawty we movin' like Lilo and Stitch
I'm burnin' the pot, "flicka da wrist"
It's all that I got, I took me the risk

Like what are the odds, I need me like six
Don't f*ck with no charts, don't f*ck with no lists
I'm breakin' they hearts by movin' my lips
She breakin' they hearts by movin' her hips

Got me two broads, Ms. Wesson and Smith
We never apart, forever commit
Glory to God, my bro out the pen'
Now pass me the aux, I need to ascend

I heard she won't slide with a kid
That be my brodie, my slimy, and my twin
Red dot, you know I won't miss
The jiggy, the flyest to ever exist
It's Sye
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I need the wok with me, I'm puffin' on clouds, I'm lost in trees
Don't even cost a thing, I'm cheesin' like I won the lottery
Word up to God, that ass so fat, a round of applause for me
A round of applause for me

I want me a crib, that came wit' a whip
The blunt compressed like it came in a zip
Shit got me cruisin', I feel like a ship
And I feel I'm the rudest and-
Shit

That nigga spittin', he talk with a lisp
And I bet you he make it, put that on my kids
My daughter, my sons, my family and friends

Better not look like a lick
Slide up, they pop at your spot, you would think you a zit
You know I got the assist
Pass me the ball, I'ma dunk it, my arm hangin' over the rim

Chip on my shoulder, I took me a dip
Swear this the part of the story I win
I cannot f*ck with no hoe that be extra
Chucks on my feet, they be dirty but precious

Desperate

I could write you a song, it's a fee
Treat it all like it was in a colosseum
Lookin' in the mirror, tryna be like me

Tryna be myself, tryna be like I
If it don't kill you, it ain't hard for you to try
Dancing with the stars, "4th of July" shit
Yeah

Ain't nobody f*ckin' with Sye
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with me and that stick on my side
'Fethu ngi'blind
Mjita had to pay his dues
Had to pay his price, just so I could see the next life

Told me about "the life and the pies" I get it
I just want my slice

I just want a beamer on sight
Far as your eyes can see in the light

Both knees red like she kneeling to Christ
So

Shawty we movin' like Lilo and Stitch
I'm burnin' the pot, "flicka da wrist"
It's all that I got, I took me the risk

Like what are the odds, I need me like six
Don't f*ck with no charts, don't f*ck with no lists
I'm breakin' they hearts by movin' my lips
She breakin' they hearts by movin' her hips

Got me two broads, Ms. Wesson and Smith
We never apart, forever commit
Glory to God, my bro out the pen'
Now pass me the aux, I need to ascend

I heard she won't slide with a kid
That be my brodie, my slimy, and my twin
Red dot, you know I won't miss
The jiggy, the flyest to ever exist
It's Sye
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Writer: Tareq Mketelwa
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Tareq Mketelwa
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