Lyrics

Uhuh Uhuh Right work right time Pints out bedtime Backdoor season keep your head down Backdoor season keep your head down No credit cards I pay it now Dirty cash spray it down I'm in a bag these niggas can't even get in I see a lot of these niggas a do anything just to fit in I'm in a two seat coupe only me and my bitch could fit in How you ain't close that backdoor nigga you must be kidding Why would I listen to another nigga when that nigga lost Why would I ever trust another nigga and get double crossed Why should I be satisfied with apartments I need a loft I told lil baby to step in my office call me da boss She say i gotta cold heart and she wanna know how it froze You wanna come to my house you gotta come wit no clothes I'm tryna run up some money like sonic collecting da rings Niggas be talking through pillows me I won't tell her a thing Why do you blow up my phone I'm sitting here watching it ring He wanna get on a song with me gotta come wit some green I know these niggas be hating on me cause my hoes elite Why is he claiming that bitch when she really belong to me Niggas be fronting Dey move me I can show da receipts Came right through da backdoor they ain't even know it was me Right work right time Pints out its bedtime Backdoor season keep your head down Backdoor season keep your head down No credit cards I pay it now Dirty cash spray it down I'm in a bag these niggas can't even get in I see a lot of these niggas a do anything just to fit in
Writer(s): Malik Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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