Backwood-Backwood-Backwood-Backwood-B-B-Backwood dance wit Backwood,
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Backwood-Backwood every day
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Thotty teases her ass and there is no fresh one on stage
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Babies are reaching out to me, but I don't give a fuck about whores
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I love counting cash
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And I'm so in love...
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My family Grove Street (br-r)
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With me brothers, home (home)
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We roll 6-4 bitch, on the impale in the area (by the block)
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Respect my shots, my brothers are automatic (pow pow)
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Will never swap their brothers for blow up (I believe)
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And little Backwood on the block, reminiscing about childhood, huh (Baby Backwood)
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How could I not fucking give a fuck about their fake "I" (for some reason)
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Now I'm here, next to the baby, next to the homies and I'm glad (I'm glad)
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Everything is with me, I'm happy and success is with me wo-o-oa (success)
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I've come to a new path, I'll take my fame (fame, fame)
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And at 16 I did a double hunna like D. Blaine (two hunna)
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And now you won't say anything, the results are on the face
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I have everything I wanted, wanted so fucking long (wo-ow)
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My family is Grove Street (pow pow) and we're circling the block here
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Roll backwood everyday, roll backwood, but not for long
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After all, we have a lot to do, we have to find out now (to know)
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Who will remain in the shadows, and who will become like a tycoon (I am a tycoon)
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It's Backwood, dance wit Backwood, Backwood-Backwood everyday (dance with me)
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Thotty teasing her ass and there ain't no fresh on the scene (I'm fresh)
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Baby reach for me, but I don't give a fuck about whores (I don't give a fuck)
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I love counting cash and I love people so much (kaunchu gwap)
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This is Backwood, this is Backwood, we're dancing MJ walk (MJackson)
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Shoota dance, brothers are dancing, we don't move c walk (no-no-no)
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Love the fans, respect, respect every day (respect)
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At the same time, I don’t rap, but I count the rumble faster (yes, yes, yes!)
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I will bring myself the glory that I dreamed of (my fame)
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From an early age, I already knew for sure that I would become so rich (I am rich)
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I pour it into a double cup, this pink syrup, it drags me very much, I returned to
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your block (my hu-ud)
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My family grove street (br-r)
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With me brothers, home (home)
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We roll 6-4 bitch, on the impale in the area (by the block)
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Respect my shots, my brothers are automatic (pow pow)
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Will never swap their brothers for blow up (I believe)
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And little Backwood on the block, reminiscing about childhood, huh (Baby Backwood)
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How could I not fucking give a fuck about their fake "I" (for some reason)
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Now I'm here, next to the baby, next to the homies and I'm glad (I'm glad)
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Everything is with me, I'm happy and success is with me wo-o-oa (success) |