paroles de chanson Back Up (Mix Version) - Dej Loaf
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me
Yah
yah
bitch,
back
up
off
me
You
don′t
know
me,
I'm
too
clean,
I′m
too
holy,
bitch
I'm
godly
I
only
go
for
real
niggas
who
don't
brag
′bout
what
they
bought
me
Cause
they
know
I
got
a
bag,
gotta
fuck
me
up
some
commas
If
I
fuck
and
make
you
cum,
you
got
to
promise
not
to
stress
me
Don′t
be
blowin'
up
my
phone
and
don′t
be
leavin'
voice
messages
And
I
can
do
you
right,
do
you
better
than
your
exes
I
told
that
nigga
to
stop
it,
he
was
talkin′
out
his
necklace
See
the
difference
with
me,
I
never
needed
niggas,
ever
I'll
leave
′em
where
I
met
'em,
I
ain't
trippin′
off
no,
ever
Goons
in
the
cut
try
to
talk
you
out
your
necklace
If
you
ever
disrespect
me,
pussy,
don′t
be
disrespectful
I
said
woo,
I
said
I
know,
I
know,
I
know
He
heard
about
me,
he
was
waitin'
on
me
at
the
door
I
said
woo,
yeah
that
mink
all
on
the
floor
Used
to
bust
the
skatin′,
6 to
9,
come
in
at
4
We
got
glow
sticks
for
you
ho
chicks
Bitch
don't
act
like
you
don′t
know
this
I'm
very
antisocial,
Social
network
ain′t
my
motion
(I
don't
move
like
that)
I
sure
know
emotions,
niggas,
bitches
is
disgustin'
Bananas
with
the
Trojans,
pop
that
pussy
for
a
legend
I
said
woo,
I
said
I
know,
I
know,
I
know
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woo,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woo,
get
this
nigga
I
said
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woah
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woah
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woah
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
they
want
my
backs
in
coffins
Gets
so
cold
in
the
D
and
they
still
wanna
take
my
jacket
off
me
Back
when
I
couldn′t
afford
to
get
it
mixed
and
mastered,
homie
My
mama
fronted
me
that
money
so
it′s
no
backup,
homie
Bitch
so
back
up
off
me
Bank
account
look
like
a
ballot,
homie,
yeah
it's
checked
up
My
niggas
packin′,
you
get
to
trippin',
they
unpackin′,
homie
Yeah
I
overdo
it,
yeah
that's
tailored,
homie
Yeah
I′m
overdressed
and
ain't
no
salad
on
me
Me
and
DeJ
together,
holy
matrimony
Ohhh,
it's
hard
to
smile
and
shit
When
they
ain′t
free
Juan,
I
got
real
ones
on
trial
and
shit
Fuck
all
my
peers
unless
we
talkin′
bout
Belle
Isle
and
shit
The
check
is
seven
figures,
I
might
try
and
dial
the
shit
And
if
I
fuck
and
make
you
cum,
don't
be
blowin′
up
my
phone
Lately
I've
been
messin′
with
girls
who
tend
to
own
shit
on
their
own
I
turn
dusk
into
dawn,
turn
my
chair
to
a
throne
Fuck
her
off
in
the
whip,
make
her
take
Uber
home
Cold
to
the
chromosome,
I
grew
up
without
a
hammock
I
did
everything
except
panic,
feel
me?
Finally
Famous
the
family
And
we
expandin'
on
the
top
floor
like
we
tannin′
She
throwin'
tantrums
She
gon'
hold
this
dick
like
a
Grammy
I
give
her
bomb
D
and
do
damage
She
like
woo,
I
said
I
know,
I
know,
I
know
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woo,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woo,
get
this
nigga
I
said
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woah
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woah
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said
woah
woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
Back
up
off
me,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
I
said,
back
up
off
me,
I
said
bitch
back
up
off
me
Yeah
that′s
right
mane
(I
said
woah,
yah
yah)
For
the
city
(Woah,
yah
yah,
bitch
back
up
off
me)
You
got
Queen
DeJ,
Sean
Don,
straight
up
It′s
time
to
boss
up
on
everything,
I'm
gettin′
everything
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