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ceo trayle - big ol' backdoor lyrics
[intro]
(taurus)
yeah
nah, turn ’em up some more
you can—, you—, you can hear ’em?
yeah, ayy, yeah
[verse 1]
uh, big ol’ backdoor, i only call that b_tch for head (for head)
my dog chico, he chase paper like it’s craig (it’s craig)
no, you can’t smoke with me, i’m smokin’ this to the head (to the head)
give him two shots where he love, two shots where he blink (bah, bah, baow)
two_door coupe out just because, i was in spyder pink (yeah)
a perfect ten, i’m off these drugs ’cause they help me think (help me think)
yeah, big boss 4 walk in the room, watch that n_gga shrink (watch he shrink)
i up score, i don’t care what he doin’, don’t get caught on tape (bah, bah, baow)
i pick that b_tch up, went and caught that play, it’s not a date (not)
it’s just duct tape and caution tape, it’s no more scotch (uh_uh)
i was in the kitchen with the fork, beat on all of these pots (skrrt)
big prada papi, big backdoor what they call me now (that’s what they call me now)
and these n_ggas think they deserve money ’cause they saw me down (they saw me down)
and my rim just hit the curb, dummy, b_tch tryna calm me down (calm me down)
i went and got a trackhawk so they can’t hawk me down (skrrt)
i never, ever, ever even seen a black key around (black key around)
these n_ggas always wanna trap, a pint, a key, a pound (a pint, a key, a pound)
i don’t like sleepin’ with my glock, but still, i need it ’round (i need it ’round)
i keep my windows tinted while i speed around (skrrt, ’round)
i can make ten thousand in ten minutes, that’s an easy count (that’s an easy count)
but all a n_gga feel is envy, i might leave the town (i might leave the town)
go get these millions and come back around (back around)
n_ggas can’t come back around (never)
uh, security at the entrance (entrance), make sure they pat him down (pat him down)
you can’t miss him if he walk past that kitchen, then turn back around (turn, turn)
you should see him in there cookin’, whippin’, makin’ that scratchin’ sound (skrrt, skrrt)
two glock 40s back him down (grraow, baow), might as well get his casket now (yeah)
[verse 2]
uh, big ol’ backdoor, i only call that b_tch for head (i call)
my dog chico, he chase paper like it’s craig (rrr, my dog)
them dog food junkies be the walking dead (the walking dead)
it’s only two monkeys jumping on the bed (that’s only me)
say he’s runnin’ way too fast, shot him in his leg (grrah, baow)
take the cars and bulletproof the glass, that’s just how we play it (uh_huh)
gotta stop sayin’ these n_ggas’ names, they start feelin’ theyself (self)
big backdoor give n_ggas fame, but i don’t take it there (but i don’t say it)
who been the most consistent? labels say he so resistant (yeah)
i won’t cook in here if i don’t know this kitchen (skrrt, i don’t know)
if that b_tch look, come here, then she over_tooken (man, she over)
in my passenger chair, go one_thirty, book it (in my passenger), uh
when i step out that car, everybody lookin’, yeah (everybody lookin’)
when big backdoor up and draw, everybody shooken (everybody shooken)
yeah, but if that x on you, then your ass cooked (cooked)
got the location from your homies, they just got you took (got you took)
i do all this sh_t by my lonely, ain’t hard as it looks (ain’t hard)
1080, that’s the slogan, that’s one for the books (the books)
in the hood, catch me with the crooks (with the crooks)
but in them business meetings, catch me ’round all millionaires (’round all millionaires)
b_tch better sit down by herself, ’cause i don’t pull on chairs (i don’t pull on chairs)
got her ex_n_gga stressed, he pullin’ out his hairs (n_gga stressed out)
i was smokin’ pooh bear, but who even cares? (i’m smokin’ pooh bear)
n_gga, i remain the ceo, ain’t no switchin’ chairs (remain the big boss)
they turned b_tches and i hoped they would’ve been some players (man, i hope so)
n_ggas be b_tchin’ ’bout some dough that wasn’t even theirs (that ain’t even theirs)
n_ggas be b_tchin’ ’bout a door that they didn’t even kick (they didn’t even kick)
n_ggas be trippin’ ’bout some hoes that they didn’t even hit (that they not even f_ckin’)
while these n_ggas stay illegal, i’m gon’ be legit (i’m gon’ be legit)
every n_gga sayin’ i’m changin’, they can eat a d_ck (they can eat a d_ck)
f_ck you think i got this plain jane audemars piguet? (audemars piguet)
n_gga, everything would stay the same, then we wouldn’t be sh_t (then we wouldn’t be nothin’)
n_ggas be addicted to the fame and ain’t even doin’ sh_t (ain’t even doin’ sh_t)
fans get to investigatin’, findin’ out that you a b_tch (find out you a b_tch)
i say 1080, slimy, shady sh_t (i’m 1080, slimy, shady)
you can come and get your b_tch after my gang done hit (after my gang done slayed her)
b_tch, you ain’t better than a percocet or an eight zips (an eight zips)
n_gga feel offended, i reloaded up that drac’ clip (grraow, baow, baow)
you can come and get this champagne papi feature (champagne papi)
n_ggas really been hatin’ the whole time, i ain’t know neither (the whole time)
bake her like anita (anita), throw a white flag, i never see her (throw it)
out the park like derek jeter (park), know i would love to r.i.p. you, 4 (r.i.p. you, 4)
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