Junior M.A.F.I.A. - Back Stabbers lyrics

Smile in your face yeaaah
Back stabbers

They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)

The buddha got my brain seein'
My own my blood stains
Dental records checkin' my remains
It's hard to explain
First I see 'em then I don't, they disappear
First she tried to slit my throat
Now she ain't there
I'm seein' bitches in the mirrors behind me
But when I turn around, they hard to find
See a little bit of weed and
A little bit of greed
Make a bitch wanna choke me 'til I bleed
Now watch a bitch breathe from dum dums
That some young bum had to


Bust just for wreck earn some self-respect
Now should I tote a fo' pound
'Cause a clown wants my autograph
Broken off that hash I think he want my cash
The Lexus and Range
Give her sex simple and plain
But these bitches is mad and
They niggas is bad
So they scheme on a cream, you know
Fuck the hoes, bitches is detrimental
The guns is essential

They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)

I'm havin' re-occurrin' dreams
Bitches they want my cream
They wanna be lieutenant so it seems
I can't sleep
I see an image that keeps movin'
Round and round my bed the shadow stops
Points a Glock to my fuckin' head
I grab my pillow, crack the back window
Pull out the tre-8
Bust three times at the gate
Lord, have mercy
The devil tryin' to curse me
I keeps seeing shit that wasn't
There in the first
See bitches be livin' mad foul
They fuck my man steal out my crib
Then come and try and shake my hand
Yeah man, breakin' you down one time
I packs that shit for your ass
Chronic for your mind
I keeps it real on all you bitches
I wish you keep your mind
Off my motherfuckin' riches
Bitches, I'm tired of all you
Hoes beggin' me for clothes
Bankrolls is all I knows
That shit is dead chicken head

They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)

The morning's finally here, damn
What should I wear?
Time to get dressed and do my hair
Once again it's on
Somebody's knockin' at my door
But when I walk across the floor
To scope it out, the motherfucker's gone
I'm hearin' voices in the back of my mind
Better grab my tool
Cause this fool might get outta line
I guess, it's time to test
This bulletproof dress
From puttin' holes up in my chest
I'm lookin' through the peep-hole
To recognize the face
I see three bitches and still I
Got to play it safe
I hope my dress come in handy
But when I open the door
Three little girls sellin' candy
Ya see bitches is jealous of Lil' Kim
Because my clique is thicker than
The rest of them
All I wanna do is be rich and stay that bitch
Clock dough on the low, you know?

They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
Baaaaaack (back stabbers) smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)