Backseat Freestyle lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Intro: J-Doe]
Uh, haha
Busta had a dream
Reek Da Vilainn had a dream, haha
J-Doe had a dream
Hold up, okay

[Verse 1: J-Doe]
All my life I want money and power
I thought I'd get that movin' the white powder
Then I started spittin', anybody can get devoured
I made that sh*t, better turn me up louder
Damn, I got b*tches (I do)
Damn, I got b*tches (I do)
Oh, damn, I got b*tches (I do)
But I can't be consistent (Hell nah)
They all wanna get me
There's no time 'cause I'm busy (No time)
You see me once then you miss me
I'm on the streets, on my grizzy
I gotta scrape up these pitties, she at the door with them titties
She pull out one, she pull out two
I guess I got my five mo' minutes
Yes, I'm trying hard to resist it
So, I gotta pray for forgiveness
'Cause Lord knows, Lord knows I got too many b*tches, okay (Oh)
I'm with a model, why you holla at a basic b*tch? (Damn)
I got a bottle, see me pourin' up that Ace and sh*t (Damn)
Ah nah nah, n*gga don't get mad at me (Nope)
She see me pourin' waterfalls and tried to chase the sh*t (Haha)
She ain't used to being 'round all this amazingness (No)
She see me five feet away and now she can't resist (Yeah)
You know I had to drop a verse up on my favorite sh*t (Oh)
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead shower
I pray my di*k get big as the Eiffel Tower
So I can f*ck the world for seventy-two hours

[Post-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & Reek Da Villain]
Goddamn I got b*tches, damn I got b*tches
Damn, I got b*tches: wifey, girlfriend and mistress
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead showers (Uh)

[Verse 2: Reek Da Villain]
Our hand on the steering wheel, the game is like my taxi
I'm the one that's driving all you rappers to the backseat
Conglomerate running sh*t, welcome to the track meet
I keep at least a hundred racks just where all my stacks be
Taxi cab fashion, got your b*tch up in the backseat
Making noises like she have sheet, while I stabbed it
It's the money guys, yeah, we all about that mula
Put that ruga to your tuta, now they screamin' hallelujah (Hallelujah)
Salute to the big homies that's banging on the West Side
9 shots, fill my homie C Murda and Aesop
Yeah, that be that blood love, show my n*ggas thug love
Even though they [?], money what we love, blood
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead shower
I pray my di*k get big as the Eiffel Tower
So I can f*ck the world for seventy-two hours

[Post-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Goddamn I got b*tches, damn I got b*tches
Damn, I got b*tches: wifey, girlfriend and mistress
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead showers

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
Let it run, Ali
Martin had a dream
Martin had a dream
Kendrick have a dream
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