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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ron-Ron do that shit) She hit me up, in need for backstage passes (Beat Boy taught me) She let me hit it from the back because she nasty Wanted to fuck since back then when I ain't have shit If somebody give us up, can't come back, bitch Lock the door on my dressing room What we do won't leave from here Backstage, backstage Backstage, backstage Backstage, tapped out, I give her backshots Fat face, blue hundreds in my G-Star button-up Button down when I'm cuttin' up If this hottie talk too much, I hurry up and cut her off Lights on, clothes off with the door locked Ride dick, ride the wave, make the boat rock 03 got a ho freaky figure four locked Put it on her scalp like some motherfuckin' faux locs Twistin' up, I'm lifted, it's no intermission I had to wait here until I was livin' Each time I hit her, you know we ain't kissin' She a groupie, I'm a nigga, she'll pull through, I'ma hit her I be booted in the winter Still goin' up in the summer, though I'm designer from my garments to my underclothes SongtexteHurry up and clean up to fuck some other ho She hit me up, in need for backstage passes She let me hit it from the back because she nasty Wanted to fuck since back then when I ain't have shit If somebody give us up, can't come back, bitch Lock the door on my dressing room What we do won't leave from here Backstage, backstage I'm just tryna freak somethin' She see another nigga, and then she cheat on She let me hit it, she gon' need a coupon Girl, that pussy for everyone like a Groupon So don't you get caught in my dressing room Eat the pussy, I'm blessing you Beat it up, I beat it up, she say I killed it I ain't kill it, got her stomach like a vegetable But somehow you still at the show with it And somehow you still got a ho with it 'Cause you only come to the show when you know it's a go Have her fuck on the floor with it And somehow you still at the show with it And somehow you still got a ho with it 'Cause you only come to the show when you know it's a go Have her fuck on the floor with it Ooh, oh She hit me up, in need for backstage passes She let me hit it from the back because she nasty Wanted to fuck since back then when I ain't have shit If somebody give us up, can't come back, bitch Lock the door on my dressing room What we do won't leave from here Backstage, backstage Pull up with my top down It's too many people in here I don't know what I did to them I didn't know who, but I was looking for you Come fuck with the reason you here What happens cannot leave from here Somebody stepped on my shoe And that's how I bumped into you Nice to meet you, we goin' backstage, like wait, hold up Bitches be tricky, is you of age? Let me see, okay, you good, turn the lights off Sensei turn to a Flintstone, bed rock I'm a dog, give her the Pedigree headlock You cannot steal my style, bitch, my jacket deadstock Bitch, I'm a bad man, them bitches call me Tarzan Dark skin with a smile so charming Could beat 'em on a bad day with probably one hand She hit me up, in need for backstage passes She let me hit it from the back because she nasty Wanted to fuck since back then when I ain't have shit If somebody give us up, can't come back, bitch Lock the door on my dressing room What we do won't leave from here Backstage, backstage Aus Songtexte Mania