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The Pack
Right Back Lyrics
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[Verse: Stunna] Yea, If You Blink I Can Make Ya Eyes Roll Back Sit On 4 Flats, Better Get Where You Goin To In The Game So The Chicks Think Im Rich Now See Me In My Phone, Yea Bitch I Drink Crystal Dont Trip Cause Stunna Got A Pistol Hatas Gettin Mad An They Seen That Im Pissed Now Gimme 12 Rats, We Can Switch Trains Like A Frieght Train, Like A Big Plane Got Bay Game, Im A Hood Nigga Yea You Alright, But Im Good Nigga Like To Sit Back, Watchin Ass Shake Like To Beat It Raw, Then Gimme Face No Gimme Taste No Boogers Sugar B Rock The Place, Yea I Took The Lookers Got A Mini Skirt Look Like A Hooker Queen Get A Crew, Yea Now We Took Ya [Chorus:] Bring It Right Back I Know You Heard Dat Bring It Right Back Lemme Hurt Dat Bring It Right Back I Know You Heard Dat Bring It Right Back Lemme Hurt Dat Yea Yea (Yea Yea) Yea [x3] [Verse: Young L] Im On The Grind Yea Fuck You Pay Me Young L Hoe, Bitch Go Crazy You Like To Laugh Huh? Go Chuckle L Smith Game Tall Like A Turn Buckle Power Bomb Ya Ass, Go Figure Faced In The Basement Big Tigger Hoes Bring Em Over Here On The Mattress B-Town On The Map, Check The Atlas Raw At This, Money On My Mind Dick In Her Mouth, I Tell Her Im Gettin Money Nigga You A Funny Nigga Sip Ski Bummy Nigga You Aint Shit Bitch, Im A Big Tummy Nigga Candy Bar Sweet Niggas Spit Sugar Green In The Mouth Ice Grill, Boogers Pair Of Vans Free, Niggas Got Prada Musical Genius, Yea We Kinda Smart Yo [Chorus] [Verse: Droop-E] (Yes Ma'am) Why They Call Me Droop-E? Nobody Knows Cause When I Pull It Out It Grows And It Grows And It Grows Hoes Know Im A Pro When I Hit It Im Sick Wit It, Lutienent Up In It Im Fitted, Fresh Lookin Grape You Niggas Hatin Cause You Fake Like Ya Bapes Im Great, Hoes Move They Drinks When They Hear My Chains Shake Me And B Slim Man, Wit The Wolf Pack Hoe Take Ya Pants Off, Show Ya Ass Crack We Showin No Mercy, Im Touchin More Hoes The A Football Jersey Im Still Gon Feel An Im Still Gone Kill Im A Droop E Pill, Im Her Drug Of Choice... Thats Why That Bitch High Like Chris Tucker Voice [Chorus]
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