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03 Greedo; RonRonTheProducer; Shordie Shordie; Wallie the Sensei
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ron-Ron do that sh-)
She hit me up, in need for backstage passes (beat Boy taught me)
She let me hit it from the back because she nasty
Wanted to f- since back then when I ain't have sh-
If somebody give us up, can't come back, b-
Lock the door on my dressing room
What we do won't leave from here
Backstage, backstage
Backstage, backstage
Backstage, tapped out, I give her backshots
Fat face, blue hundreds in my G-Star buttondown
Buttondown when I'm cuttin' up
If this hottie talk too much, I hurry up and cut her off
Lights on, clothes off with the door locked
Ride d-, ride the wave, make the boat rock
03 got a hoe freaky figure four locked
Put it on her scalp like some motherfuckin' faux locs
Twistin' up, I'm lifted, it's no intermission
I had to wait here until I was livin'
Each time I hit her, you know we ain't kissin'
She a groupie, I'm a n-, she'll pull through, I'ma hit her
I be booted in the winter
Still goin' up in December, though
I'm designer from my garments to my underclothes
Hurry up and clean up to f- some other ho
She hit me up, in need for backstage passes
She let me hit it from the back because she nasty
Wanted to f- since back then when I ain't have sh-
If somebody give us up, can't come back, b-
Lock the door on my dressing room
What we do won't leave from here
Backstage, backstage
I'm just tryna freak somethin'
She see another n-, and then she cheat on
She let me hit it, she gon' need a coupon
Girl, that p- for everyone like a Groupon
So don't you get caught in my dressing room
Eat the p-, I'm blessing you
Beat it up, I beat it up, she say I killed it
I ain't kill it, got her stomach like a vegetable
But somehow you still at the show with it
And somehow you still got a ho with it
'Cause you only come to the show when you know it's a go
Have her f- on the floor with it
And somehow you still at the show with it
And somehow you still got a ho with it
'Cause you only come to the show when you know it's a go
Have her f- on the floor with it
Ooh, oh
She hit me up, in need for backstage passes
She let me hit it from the back because she nasty
Wanted to f- since back then when I ain't have sh-
If somebody give us up, can't come back, b-
Lock the door on my dressing room
What we do won't leave from here
Backstage, backstage
Pull up with my top down
It's too many people in here
I don't know what I did to them
I didn't know who, but I was looking for you
Come f- with the reason you here
What happens cannot leave from here
Somebody stepped on my shoe
And that's how I bumped into you
Nice to meet you, we goin' backstage, like wait, hold up
B- be tricky, is you of age?
Let me see, okay, you good, turn the lights off
Sensei turn to a Flintstone, bed rock
I'm a dog, give her the Pedigree headlock
You cannot steal my style, b-, my jacket deadstock
B-, I'm a bad man, them b- call me Tarzan
Dark skin with a smile so charming
Could beat 'em on a bad day with probably one hand
She hit me up, in need for backstage passes
She let me hit it from the back because she nasty
Wanted to f- since back then when I ain't have sh-
If somebody give us up, can't come back, b-
Lock the door on my dressing room
What we do won't leave from here
Backstage, backstage