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Sylvan LaCue - Backseat 2012 Lyrics



Sylvan LaCue - Backseat 2012 Lyrics




Hook
Fresh out of this bitch, like a nigga bought a condo
Long whip, pronto,
Dreamcast console
Cousin dead, long nose
Daddy dipped, wrong code
Momma pissed,
Young Sylvan why you take the wrong road?
Trick like, f*ck that,
Other side, f*ck that,
Main bitch rub back,
Meditate, f*ck rap.
Niggas got me hot, I been bussin since the cubs snapped.
You just got here, flip & getcho mug capped.

Verse 1
Backseat, hold up
Favorite rappers gangsters trappers
Why my niggas living backwards?
Blame the system Getcho cap murked
Mommas whippings got damn that hurt,
Fake my tears act like my ass hurt,
Cousin snitching aunty bitching,
Rap or master trap then that hearse.
Backseat, hold up
Opa Locka, before Obama
Niggas stretchd hands outta four four Hondas
Triangle where the dope flows proper
Momma said know yo role doors locked up
Keep a low pro when the popo's pop up
Snow cold even though the sun grows hotter
Circumstances, no hope but I'm.

Hook
Fresh out of this bitch, like a nigga bought a condo
Long whip, pronto,
Dreamcast console
Cousin dead, long nose
Daddy dipped, wrong code
Momma pissed,
Young Sylvan why you take the wrong road?
Trick like, f*ck that,
Other side, f*ck that,
Main bitch rub back,
Meditate, f*ck rap.
Niggas got me hot, I been bussin since the cubs snapped.
You just got here, flip & getcho mug capped.

Verse 2
Backseat
Windows up, that's the way I like to f*ck
Bitch, I ain't bout to buy no hotel let me get this nut
Hormones jumping like a blue brinx truck
SUV that I sneaked to f*ck I
'ma text yo jack when a nigga ease up
Put your legs round mine till I catch my

Backseat, Holdup
Ja Rule, Eminem, IC Posse
Didn't like spots but wrestling got me
People's elbow, Rocky Rocky
441 had a nigga on the hotseat
Skipped school had to get away from the mocking
Too late Momma let go don't stop me
I'ma get rich off rap then I'll be

Hook
Fresh out of this bitch, like a nigga bought a condo
Long whip, pronto,
Dreamcast console
Cousin dead, long nose
Daddy dipped, wrong code
Momma pissed,
Young Sylvan why you take the wrong road?
Trick like, f*ck that,
Other side, f*ck that,
Main bitch rub back,
Meditate, f*ck rap.
Niggas got me hot, I been bussin since the cubs snapped.
You just got here, flip & getcho mug capped.
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Hook
Fresh out of this bitch, like a nigga bought a condo
Long whip, pronto,
Dreamcast console
Cousin dead, long nose
Daddy dipped, wrong code
Momma pissed,
Young Sylvan why you take the wrong road?
Trick like, f*ck that,
Other side, f*ck that,
Main bitch rub back,
Meditate, f*ck rap.
Niggas got me hot, I been bussin since the cubs snapped.
You just got here, flip & getcho mug capped.

Verse 1
Backseat, hold up
Favorite rappers gangsters trappers
Why my niggas living backwards?
Blame the system Getcho cap murked
Mommas whippings got damn that hurt,
Fake my tears act like my ass hurt,
Cousin snitching aunty bitching,
Rap or master trap then that hearse.
Backseat, hold up
Opa Locka, before Obama
Niggas stretchd hands outta four four Hondas
Triangle where the dope flows proper
Momma said know yo role doors locked up
Keep a low pro when the popo's pop up
Snow cold even though the sun grows hotter
Circumstances, no hope but I'm.

Hook
Fresh out of this bitch, like a nigga bought a condo
Long whip, pronto,
Dreamcast console
Cousin dead, long nose
Daddy dipped, wrong code
Momma pissed,
Young Sylvan why you take the wrong road?
Trick like, f*ck that,
Other side, f*ck that,
Main bitch rub back,
Meditate, f*ck rap.
Niggas got me hot, I been bussin since the cubs snapped.
You just got here, flip & getcho mug capped.

Verse 2
Backseat
Windows up, that's the way I like to f*ck
Bitch, I ain't bout to buy no hotel let me get this nut
Hormones jumping like a blue brinx truck
SUV that I sneaked to f*ck I
'ma text yo jack when a nigga ease up
Put your legs round mine till I catch my

Backseat, Holdup
Ja Rule, Eminem, IC Posse
Didn't like spots but wrestling got me
People's elbow, Rocky Rocky
441 had a nigga on the hotseat
Skipped school had to get away from the mocking
Too late Momma let go don't stop me
I'ma get rich off rap then I'll be

Hook
Fresh out of this bitch, like a nigga bought a condo
Long whip, pronto,
Dreamcast console
Cousin dead, long nose
Daddy dipped, wrong code
Momma pissed,
Young Sylvan why you take the wrong road?
Trick like, f*ck that,
Other side, f*ck that,
Main bitch rub back,
Meditate, f*ck rap.
Niggas got me hot, I been bussin since the cubs snapped.
You just got here, flip & getcho mug capped.
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Writer: Gary Burbridge, Myron Jr Reese, Sylvan LaCue
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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