Reek Da Villian, Kendrick Lamar, J-Doe - Backseat Freestyle lyrics

[Reek Da Villian, Kendrick Lamar, J-Doe - Backseat Freestyle lyrics]

Uh, haha busta had a dream
Reek Da Vilainn had a dream, haha
J-Doe had a dream hold up, okay

All my life I want money and power
I thought I'd get that
Movin' the white powder
Then I started spittin'
Anybody can get devoured
I made that shit, better turn me up louder
Damn, I got bitches (I do)
Damn, I got bitches (I do)
Oh, damn, I got bitches (I do)
But I can't be consistent (Hell nah)
They all wanna get me
There's no time 'cause I'm busy (No time)
You see me once then you miss me
I'm on the streets, on my grizzy
I gotta scrape up these pitties
She at the door with them titties
She pull out one, she pull out two
I guess I got my five mo' minutes
Yes, I'm trying hard to resist it
So, I gotta pray for forgiveness
'Cause Lord knows, Lord knows I
Got too many bitches, okay
(Oh) i'm with a model
Why you holla at a basic bitch? (Damn)
I got a bottle
See me pourin' up that Ace and shit (Damn)
Ah nah nah, nigga don't get mad at me (Nope)
She see me pourin' waterfalls and
Tried to chase the shit (Haha)
She ain't used to being
'round all this amazingness (No)
She see me five feet away
And now she can't resist (yeah)
You know I had to drop a
Verse up on my favorite shit (Oh)

All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead shower
I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower
So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours

Goddamn I got bitches, damn I got bitches
Damn, I got bitches: wifey
Girlfriend and mistress
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead showers (Uh)

Our hand on the steering wheel
The game is like my taxi
I'm the one that's driving all
You rappers to the backseat
Conglomerate running shit
Welcome to the track meet
I keep at least a hundred racks
Just where all my stacks be
Taxi cab fashion
Got your bitch up in the backseat
Making noises like she have sheet
While I stabbed it
It's the money guys, yeah
We all about that mula
Put that ruga to your tuta
Now they screamin' hallelujah (Hallelujah)
Salute to the big homies that's
Banging on the West Side
9 shots, fill my homie C Murda and Aesop
Yeah, that be that blood love
Show my niggas thug love
Even though they money what we love, blood

All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead shower
I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower
So I can fuck the world for seventy-two hours

Goddamn I got bitches, damn I got bitches
Damn, I got bitches: wifey
Girlfriend and mistress
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead showers

Let it run, Ali martin had a dream
Martin had a dream kendrick have a dream

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