Lyrics Baccstage (feat. Shordie Shordie & Wallie the Sensei) - 03 Greedo , Shordie Shordie , Wallie the Sensei
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
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