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(What Juicy say?) (He be like "Shut da fuck up!") Mr. Cap I think it's 'bout time, mane You tell these motherfuckas how you start your day, mane I just brought that motherfuckin' packets so you know it's him I done been broke, I promise that I'll never go again Say it if I want to, I could never hold it in Right there in your face, time I never waste Break it down and roll it up, I made it out of nothing Will I ride for my niggas when it's time? That ain't a question Gotta make sure that my baby boy is good Throwing up that Taylor Gang and after that it's neighborhood I know what I'm up against and I ain't on the fence Y'all know what I represent, I'm in my element Rolling up a paper and get high to the sky All my homies repping Taylor Gang or Die-da-da-da Backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with I'm the realest nigga that she been with Niggas just talk but I'm livin' it Ridin' in the backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it SongtexteI'm the realest nigga that she been with I'm the realest nigga that she been with Niggas just talk but I'm livin' it (Project Pat) I was shooting K's with the mask, kick doors for the stash Now I ride in Calabasas wit' a mil' stashed Broke niggas still moving slow like molasses NASCAR hustle in this ho, I like fast cash Haters like a bad rash, fuck with me we gon' clash Get shot in your glasses, we ain't givin' passes Diamonds on my teeth, these bitches ain't keepers But they'll suck you dry just like they mosquitoes I'm the shitter, my dick stroke, ya girl get-uh From crumbs to the brick-uhs, got suckers sicker Louis on my feet, Louis thirteenth of liquor Robbers gettin' weak, don't fuck with this nigga Money flipper, hundred K on me now You funny niggas, Jim Carrey cable guys You stay cappin' but ain't havin' a fuckin' dime A man beggin' like a bitch should be a fuckin' crime Backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with I'm the realest nigga that she been with Niggas just talk but I'm livin' it Ridin' in the backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with I'm the realest nigga that she been with (Leh-go) Niggas just talk but I'm livin' it (Leh-go, leh-go, leh-go, leh-go) Riding in the backseat, bitch, I'm a boss You can hit the cup but try not to nod off Told her "Slob on my knob 'til my knob fall off" Yeah, I got a job for you, you gon' have to call off Backseat, feet up, weed up Thick bitch, redbone, double D cup (Mmm-hmm) Backseat, no this ain't no taxi (Nope) Chopper on the seat, that bitch right beside me (Boop-boop) Rich nigga shit, you know how the vibe be Fuckin' on a rich bitch, I'ma let her ride me (Always) Yeah, I'm gettin' money but my niggas grimy (Always) Cup full of mud, this shit gets slimy, in the— Backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with I'm the realest nigga that she been with Niggas just talk but I'm livin' it Ridin' in the backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with I'm the realest nigga that she been with Niggas just talk but I'm livin' it Aus Songtexte Mania