Backstage Pass lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy]
Hahahaha, ahhhhh...
Ay, ay, come here b*tch
Woo!
Yeah I'm talkin' to you, I'm talkin' to you, shorty

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
It seems like, ever since a n*gga became multi
Every women on planet Earth got their eyes
On the kid; they all wanna touch
On a n*gga skin, they love me so much
They all got P on they brain
At the show, do anything to get backstage
Just so they can hug 50 and kiss on Banks
After we all get a turn, the broads said "Thanks"
sh*t, just last month a n*gga wasn't sh*t
Now I finger pop dimes, with diamonds on my fists
n*ggas bringing me they girl like, "You can have my b*tch
Just help me get down with the G-Unit!"
Man, little groupies, they make me sick
You ain't getting in the after party unless you're a chick
And b*tch, you ain't getting in the hotel, unless we grip
And you're gonna look fine, plus suck a mean di*k

[Hook: Prodigy]
Shorty, hit me high then hit me low
You get around girl, I know I seen your face before
Turn around, yeah I know, I recognize that ass
You was at the last show with your backstage pass
Shorty, hit me high then hit me low
You get around girl, I know I seen your face before
Turn around, yeah I know, I recognize that ass
You was at the last show with your backstage pass
[Bridge: 50 Cent]
Shorty, what's up? You know you wanna roll with a n*gga
I'm tryna f*ck, if you decide to go with a n*gga
I'll tear it up, in the telly, you'll be loving a n*gga
I'll work that, work that, yeah I'll work that, work that

[Verse 2: Havoc]
It's funny how a b*tch'll make her way backstage
Harder than the politician on the campaign
No games, baby girl, gotta do the damn thing
Let me see you back it up 'til you pull a hamstring
Face f*ck, girl go for broke
So hard, leave stretch marks up in her throat
Then Havoc on the floor
I don't need to get her number, she'll be at the next show
Half-ass dress, smelling like sex
Dried up nutt on her neck
They don't call us the Massacre tour for nothing
We destroy good girls; send them home, pus*y soft from f*cking
Catch 'em in the morning in somebody white tee
And that's the kind of b*tch that you call wifey
She'll do it anywhere from the telly to the tour bus
Here's the hotline b*tch, call us

[Hook: Prodigy]
Shorty, hit me high then hit me low
You get around girl, I know I seen your face before
Turn around - yeah I know, I recognize that ass
You was at the last show with your backstage pass
Shorty, hit me high then hit me low
You get around girl, I know I seen your face before
Turn around - yeah I know, I recognize that ass
You was at the last show with your backstage pass