baccstage - 03 greedo, ron-ron the producer & shordie shordie lyrics
[intro: 03 greedo]
yeah, yeah, yeah (ron*ron do that sh*t)
[chorus: 03 greedo]
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*ck since back then when i ain’t have sh*t
if somebody give us up, can’t come back, b*tch
lock the door on my dressing room
what we do won’t leave from here
backstage, backstage
backstage, backstage
[verse 1: 03 greedo]
backstage, tapped out, i give her backshots
fat face, blue hundreds in my g*star b*ttondown
b*ttondown 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*ck, ride the wave, make the boat rock
03 got a ho freaky figure four locked
put it on her scalp like some motherf*ckin’ 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*gga, 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*ck some other ho
[chorus: 03 greedo]
she hit me up, in need for backstage passes
she let me hit it from the back because she nasty
wanted to f*ck since back then when i ain’t have sh*t
if somebody give us up, can’t come back, b*tch
lock the door on my dressing room
what we do won’t leave from here
backstage, backstage
[verse 2: shordie shordie]
i’m just tryna freak somethin’
she see another n*gga, and then she cheat on
she let me hit it, she gon’ need a coupon
girl, that p*ssy for everyone like a groupon
so don’t you get caught in my dressing room
eat the p*ssy, i’m blessing you
beat it up, i beat it up, she say i k!lled it
i ain’t k!ll 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*ck 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*ck on the floor with it
ooh, oh
[chorus: 03 greedo]
she hit me up, in need for backstage passes
she let me hit it from the back because she nasty
wanted to f*ck since back then when i ain’t have sh*t
if somebody give us up, can’t come back, b*tch
lock the door on my dressing room
what we do won’t leave from here
backstage, backstage
[verse 3: wallie the sensei]
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*ck 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*tches 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*tch, my jacket deadstock
b*tch, i’m a bad man, them b*tches call me tarzan
dark skin with a smile so charming
could beat ’em on a bad day with probably one hand
[chorus: 03 greedo]
she hit me up, in need for backstage passes
she let me hit it from the back because she nasty
wanted to f*ck since back then when i ain’t have sh*t
if somebody give us up, can’t come back, b*tch
lock the door on my dressing room
what we do won’t leave from here
backstage, backstage
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