Wabis Band Productions - The Back Room lyrics

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Wabis Band Productions - The Back Room lyrics

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.//