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Back End Video (MV)




Performed By: TracyDeuce
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Tracy Deuce
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Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
Aye Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
Niggas be hating they trynna catch me lacking
I stay on my shit hard to catch Deucey slacking
Faking don't know me wasup with the madness
Slide him he call the police or judge Mathis
Checking my stats nigga look at the graph
I run up my bandz nigga checking my math
Picking up Dudies from school her teacher she goosing me
Nigga I'm f*cking the staff
Let me get on topic I'm talking 'bout paper
I'm tricking these bitches Deuce Baby a player
Bitch I never was a saver
No cape either I ain't not savior
They want me to beat the block with em
I tell 'em no now niggas calling me a trader
What deuce baby is doing is major
Money sign running track bitch Imma chaser
Les Get It
Aye, Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
Aye, Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
You sick in the head nigga you need a counsel
When I see you bitch nigga imma smack the shit out you
Goofy ass nigga gon' run down on who
Rap to a bitch and she gave the drop on you
Making my bandz and I run to my temple
Run to my temple they calling me Shirley
These niggas faking I don't think you heard me
You don't want bump nigga like you got herpes
That pussy balled and it's pink like it's Kirby
Coke bottle shape yeah that lul bitch is curvy
It's sad that I'm doing her dirty
Say she love me no bitch I ain't birdie
My plug overseas wear a derby
He front me he say that I'm worthy
Nigga Deuce Baby is twenty
They say that I act like I'm thirty
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English

Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
Aye Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
Niggas be hating they trynna catch me lacking
I stay on my shit hard to catch Deucey slacking
Faking don't know me wasup with the madness
Slide him he call the police or judge Mathis
Checking my stats nigga look at the graph
I run up my bandz nigga checking my math
Picking up Dudies from school her teacher she goosing me
Nigga I'm f*cking the staff
Let me get on topic I'm talking 'bout paper
I'm tricking these bitches Deuce Baby a player
Bitch I never was a saver
No cape either I ain't not savior
They want me to beat the block with em
I tell 'em no now niggas calling me a trader
What deuce baby is doing is major
Money sign running track bitch Imma chaser
Les Get It
Aye, Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
Aye, Back end
Whachu doing bitch I'm picking up my back end
Moving right and they asking what happen
I don't answer then haters start maxing
Got a license my niggas carry Mac 10's
Freaky hoes at my shows they be clapping
Got my bandz in my safe I be stacking
Got my black card I'm swiping no cashing
You sick in the head nigga you need a counsel
When I see you bitch nigga imma smack the shit out you
Goofy ass nigga gon' run down on who
Rap to a bitch and she gave the drop on you
Making my bandz and I run to my temple
Run to my temple they calling me Shirley
These niggas faking I don't think you heard me
You don't want bump nigga like you got herpes
That pussy balled and it's pink like it's Kirby
Coke bottle shape yeah that lul bitch is curvy
It's sad that I'm doing her dirty
Say she love me no bitch I ain't birdie
My plug overseas wear a derby
He front me he say that I'm worthy
Nigga Deuce Baby is twenty
They say that I act like I'm thirty
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