| Yeah, I think she wanna break up, I think she had too much
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| Oh, the weight of it all, I’m a backbreaker
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| Oh, the weight of it all, I’m a bag chaser
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| I keep my spots spaced out, I keep that guap raked up
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| Yeah, backbreaker, bag chaser
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| Shorty need some MAC makeup
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| Good coke, it gon' cake up
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| Hit the pot, it gon' bake up
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| Move to LA, go Lakers
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| Hair grown out, got no shape up
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| Niggas broke, got no paper
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| Treatin' me like they savior
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| Got a Benz in my face
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| Got a little boy on the way
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| No hoes, them bags gettin' chased
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| Stayin' in shape, movin' this weight
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| I’m tipsy, grippin' her waist
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| Lil shorty go at my pace
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| Put that little ass in my face
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| Give her the code to the safe
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| Yeah, I think she wanna break up, I think she had too much
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| Oh, the weight of it all, I’m a backbreaker
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| Oh, the weight of it all, I’m a bag chaser
|
| I keep my spots spaced out, I keep that guap raked up
|
| Yeah, backbreaker, bag chaser
|
| Shorty need some MAC makeup
|
| Good coke, it gon' cake up
|
| Hit the pot, it gon' bake up
|
| Move to LA, go Lakers
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| Hair grown out, got no shape up
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| Niggas broke, got no paper
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| Treatin' me like they savior |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Backbreaker , by - Father. Song from the album Come Outside, We Not Gone Jump You, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп