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Back on It Video (MV)




Performed By: Lor Poppa
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Deyon Thomas




Lor Poppa - Back on It Lyrics




I had to get back on my rapping shit cuz singing too much yea huh
Wen I hit dat from the back I pull onna hair hope she secured her lace front
N my kick game on immaculate open my closet they think I'm lu kang huh huh

I had to back on my shit yuh
Had to remember where I came from
Found my stater pack opened it up
My bitch ain't support me so I ain't wit her
She must've forgot who the f*ck that I was
Be dragging my nuts I be scraping em up
I be wit my dummies we running it up
We I'm Rey become it ain't regular
Rey be the hot topic I ain't talking clothes
Nigga iont like to garden iont need a hoe
Needa blue cheese spoiled bankroll
And up inna bank I need 10 o's
Ha don't think there hear wat I'm saying
Can't save hoe girl my cape inna trash
That boy sending threats nigga we on ya ass
He said it's on site so he don't get a pass ha
Lor it itty bitty niggas sending they features I ain't trinna hear em
Niggas bitches dresses u should be wearing
They that you act it should match ya appearance
U a son of bitch so I'm blaming ya parents

I had to get back on my rapping shit cuz singing too much yea huh
Wen I hit dat from the back I pull onna hair hope she secured her lace front
N my kick game on immaculate open my closet they think I'm lu kang huh Huh
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I had to get back on my rapping shit cuz singing too much yea huh
Wen I hit dat from the back I pull onna hair hope she secured her lace front
N my kick game on immaculate open my closet they think I'm lu kang huh huh

I had to back on my shit yuh
Had to remember where I came from
Found my stater pack opened it up
My bitch ain't support me so I ain't wit her
She must've forgot who the f*ck that I was
Be dragging my nuts I be scraping em up
I be wit my dummies we running it up
We I'm Rey become it ain't regular
Rey be the hot topic I ain't talking clothes
Nigga iont like to garden iont need a hoe
Needa blue cheese spoiled bankroll
And up inna bank I need 10 o's
Ha don't think there hear wat I'm saying
Can't save hoe girl my cape inna trash
That boy sending threats nigga we on ya ass
He said it's on site so he don't get a pass ha
Lor it itty bitty niggas sending they features I ain't trinna hear em
Niggas bitches dresses u should be wearing
They that you act it should match ya appearance
U a son of bitch so I'm blaming ya parents

I had to get back on my rapping shit cuz singing too much yea huh
Wen I hit dat from the back I pull onna hair hope she secured her lace front
N my kick game on immaculate open my closet they think I'm lu kang huh Huh
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Writer: Deyon Thomas
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