lirik lagu right back – emtee
verse1
gon be the top in this game
emtee remember this name
no i dont f-ck with no gang
oh no, this sh-t is lame
trust me am tellin the truth
i might go play with you boo
the t-tties and the p-ssy too
i know that you got no clue
that i be reppin the booth
and dreaming of having coup
i got some work to do
go, hard on the path that i drew
started to plan mylife
im doin this sh-t with no fight
am popping a model she holding a bottle she’ll tell me to close all the light
she like it im grabbin her thighs
dat b-tch she suckin me dry
we smoking a blunt we go high she’ll be taking a trip she’ll be thinking she fly
hook:
bring dat sh-t right back
swear i got da gucci bags
no i ain’t smoking no f-gs
smoking green i got da cash
the foreign keep doin the dash paparazzi with the flash
but haters keep talkin the trash
im givin some cl-sses they won’t p-ss
verse2
so would u rock with me
pop this sh-t with me
am goin overseas
money all on me
don’t you sleep on emtee
wait on me you haven’t seen
im poppin a b-tch with a bean
but she won’t get a ring
im driving my vision is hazy
we swervin we goin brazy
that b-tch keep trynna amaze me
that b-tch will not be ma baby
we smoking chillin we’re lazy
got ma brother mj we go crazy
i swear i got his back
we k!llin this sh-t no one f-ck with us lately
goin so fast on this sh-t
yea we keep rockin this sh-t
not wasting ma time on a b-tch
im walking ma way to be rich swear i be getting the deal yeah no cap
im k!lling the beat when i rap
im working taking no naps
but life giving me slaps
i should stop kidding get back on the track
im hating this sh-t when depression attacks
i think i just can not get rid of my past
my life is moving it’s pacing so fast
so did u get what i say
im stressing not feeling okay and
im praying my god everyday
im not lying im losing my brain
my life is filled with some pain
man i just cannot explain
im ridin this life like a train
im ready to live it all over again
ayyy ayyyy
emtee remember this name
ayyyy ayyyy
emtee remember this name
hook:
bring dat sh-t right back
swear i got da gucci bags
no i ain’t smoking no f-gs
smoking green i got da cash
the foreign keep doin the dash paparazzi with the flash
but haters keep talkin the trash
im givin some cl-sses they won’t p-ss
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