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My Mamma Backyard Video (MV)




Performed By: Rob Da Dog
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Robert Coleman




Rob Da Dog - My Mamma Backyard Lyrics




Yea
Dog
Aye this that real trap shit man
If you ain't trappin for real you aint feelin this shit Dog
Simple check it

Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin
Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin

Nigga I just looked off in your pockets and them bitches dry
You out here scratching and surviving scratching to survive
But im gone have a good time I feel like like jj them
My bathing ape zipped up look like a villian hoes ain't savin them
Came up in this bitch ten thousand cash put that on baby them
Talkin bout some cash well lets go make it then
Aye aye Iaugh at niggas cap with all that gangsta shit
You done got yo ass spanked but never spanked a bitch
But check this out I just got paid and ima get paid again
And might go get some hoes just got my temp fade again
Might hit that bitch wit a lil brush and get them lil waves and shit
They like the lingo copy what I say they plagiarists
Aye lil bitch

Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin
Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin

Yea bitch we boomin boomin
Boomin hard hoe
I count a thousand everytime I swing my car door
She let me flip a thousand for her paid her car note
And bitch you trippin if you say lil rob da dog broke
I hit the gas bag
Then I cough smoke yea
Liftin all this weight I think my arms broke mannn
F*ck up out my face cuz yous a dog hoe gahdamn
You cant afford my chain it's gone cost you five grand
I got a hundred grams in the palm of my hand
Cant talk to my lil dawg he go hard off them xans
Ciroc in my cup mix that shit with some cran
You talkin like you tough wtf is you sayin

Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To I
Middle
Of the
Block
Bitch we boomin
Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin
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English

Yea
Dog
Aye this that real trap shit man
If you ain't trappin for real you aint feelin this shit Dog
Simple check it

Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin
Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin

Nigga I just looked off in your pockets and them bitches dry
You out here scratching and surviving scratching to survive
But im gone have a good time I feel like like jj them
My bathing ape zipped up look like a villian hoes ain't savin them
Came up in this bitch ten thousand cash put that on baby them
Talkin bout some cash well lets go make it then
Aye aye Iaugh at niggas cap with all that gangsta shit
You done got yo ass spanked but never spanked a bitch
But check this out I just got paid and ima get paid again
And might go get some hoes just got my temp fade again
Might hit that bitch wit a lil brush and get them lil waves and shit
They like the lingo copy what I say they plagiarists
Aye lil bitch

Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin
Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin

Yea bitch we boomin boomin
Boomin hard hoe
I count a thousand everytime I swing my car door
She let me flip a thousand for her paid her car note
And bitch you trippin if you say lil rob da dog broke
I hit the gas bag
Then I cough smoke yea
Liftin all this weight I think my arms broke mannn
F*ck up out my face cuz yous a dog hoe gahdamn
You cant afford my chain it's gone cost you five grand
I got a hundred grams in the palm of my hand
Cant talk to my lil dawg he go hard off them xans
Ciroc in my cup mix that shit with some cran
You talkin like you tough wtf is you sayin

Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To I
Middle
Of the
Block
Bitch we boomin
Late
Night
Trappin
Hard
Hundred plays in and out my mamma backyard
Early
Morning
Gettin
To It
Middle
Of The
Block
Bitch we boomin
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Writer: Robert Coleman
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