All Original Players - Faded lyrics

Hook (Q-Bone): Back, won't you bring that a** back Back it up you know I like it like that Back, Back won't you bring that a** back Bring that a** back, I wanna hit it from the back Verse 1 [Q-bone]: T Stacks, he's a mother puffer heavily We in the club we gotta pace ourselves steadily Waiting for a fine girl to pa** Waiting for the next fine piece of a** She's got a gla**, but it empty Come with me where the drinks are plenty Name's Q-bone and I like your style I say, come with me and we can drink for a while Get wavy, Fog hazy, a couple shots and you, you go crazy Baby, won't you bring that a** back I swear it's my favourite position to attack Fact: she don't even gotta have a rack Long as she turn I got something to smack Clap clap and she drop it down low Hell mama now you puttin' on a show I give you a little more If you can hit the floor And what you wanna know? You think I'm out of dough? Go to work baby I'm about to throw I'm out of tens, twenties, fifties I got hundreds though Hook Verse 2 [Joe Grizzly] Boom! Every time I step in the room Putting p**y rappers like you in a tomb Step the f** back,cause you 'bout to meet your doom I'm the big f**in picture, now you better use your zoom Now listen Shut the f** up if you're dissin' 'Bout to break a bottle on your head; Christen Look at my watch, b**h, check how it glisten It's an Amber Alert, you 'bout to go missin' Your face gon' end up on the side of a mil carton Cause I just kicked your a** down a well, like a Spartan You think I'm done with you? I was just startin' Bringing Down The House in this b**h; Steve Martin My flow moist like a Wet-Nap I'm trying to capture victory, Set trap Life is a movie, I hope you respect that Asking the camera man: "Did you get that?!" Cause sh**'s moving kind of quick I'm the dopest, most sick Call it overdose Hits, Comma, Comatose I'm moving coast to coast I'd like to make a toast To the dopest host Beef roast Man adios! Hook Verse 3 [T-Daddy Stacks] Call me faded, underrated, irritated. That's fo' sho' Flow so nice, Highly graded. That's fo' sho' Everybody know, Fo' sho' That my style is fo' sho' I'mma shine 'til I glow So bright you're gonna know that T-Daddy Stacks don't play So watch what the f** you say Now light up the J Burn one 'til this track done And I a'int sharin' some All of it to Tommy Gunz, son You got me rappin like I'm paid Why you shakin' like a f**in' dog sh**tin' razor blades You can't take the heat you better run in the shade Can't take the heat then get the f** out the kitchen I am a functional stoner I f** your b**h with no domer Now what you think about that? Cause you know I Q-Bone her I got the pack to myself Time to prove to one's self That my flow is straight tough And I'm king of my trade Yo you Shakin' like a dog sh**tin'razor blades Why you shakin' like a dog sh**tin' razor blades T-Daddy Stacks!..Q-Bone!..and Joe f**in' Grizzly!