The Back Room
3-15
1st Verse: 3-15
Rollin' up to Golden Dragon
The whole team is throwin' bands an'
Simone's dancin'; showin' a** an'
Synne's shakin' that a**; so enticin'
Smokin' strong sh** -so it's Titan
Hit the raves; see glowin' lights an'
Random white girls grab my junk; they beggin' just to stroke it nice an'
You hear the moanin' as my team's in our zone an'
Girls is lookin' s**y; lames and basic b**hes fear the omen
I speak for the elders; you barely comprehend or hear what's spoken
Don't ever step to the crew and me; y'all ain't no where near the chosen
I hit eighteen, but been mobbin' since middle school
My rhymes got even sicker, and now locals who I ridicule
Everything I spit is cool
Do it like them strippers do
She's my a**-tronaut; I'll give her my Milky Way -if she get the clue
These chick's lookin' Atlantean
Washingtons what I'm handin' 'em
Bandz a make her dance so I'll never be disbandin' 'em
Car ain't got no Phantom rim, but she ride like it's a Lambo
Hit it then she takes the bus; a girlfriend ain't what I wanna handle
//Chorus//
//Girl, why you lookin' at me like you don't got a clue?
Just by lookin' at me, you know what we 'bout to do
So get ya girls; I'll get the crew
Meet me in the back room 'fore the night is through.//
2nd Verse:
Single; down to mingle
She swallow me like a Pringle
Intoxicated and turnt up; she's a hot b**h -that's a dingo
p**y pink like Flamingos
Dankest tree is what we blow
Head game like a pro; you would think she's speakin' that lingo
Now who the hell is takin' shots?
These girl's lookin' insanely hot
I don't like to brag a lot
But the throne I'm on's not a vacant lot
Your b**h just complain a lot
My b**h don't want me to stop
Your b**h don't even give you top
But your b**h with me -she freaks a lot
3, dash, 1, 5; we pa**... dubs, I
Think that... I'm high. Weed lit; drunk drive
That's all that you see us doin' and hear 'bout us doin' every weekend
Yo girl's on her knees blowin' like the breeze and cravin' my semen
She gets the check, and gets the chick, and then we get, to spread the legs
In bed, we s**ed, and then we went, to get a set
A set of cuffs, a set of whips
She beg for cum, and ask for chips
She gave me top, and kissed your lips
Don't give a f**; it's hit or miss
//Chorus//
//Girl, why you lookin' at me like you don't got a clue?
Just by lookin' at me, you know what we 'bout to do
So get ya girls; I'll get the crew
Meet me in the back room 'fore the night is through.//