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Back On It (feat. Burt AllWyld) Video (MV)




Performed By: Jefe Beats
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Mar'Angelous Hawkins




Jefe Beats - Back On It (feat. Burt AllWyld) Lyrics
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Came out the storm and it made me a big dog
Cheese on yo head like a Packer don't piss me off
If the shit ain't bout no paper won't get involved
I took them L's like a boss now I'm standin' tall
Respect round my city got power like 50 dawg
You wanna be rich gotta be willing to risk it all
Signing for M's I just turned down a 100 ball
You do that dirt with someone else they gon tip you off
I do this shit for my niggas behind the wall
I do this shit for my niggas up in the yard
Ain't cuttin' no slack on myself bitch I'm goin hard
Who would have imagined I take it this far
50 round glock go put a switch on it
Ain't even have to f*ck her I went put my bitch on it
She sucked my socks off I went double back on it
I was down bad for awhile now I'm back on it
Walk in this bitch, Jefe cook this shit up
I got me some paper it still ain't enough
The cheese the racks I'm having that stuff
Tryna run up on me bitch I'm callin ya bluff
You talkin down on another man you sus
Been poppin that shit they wanna be like us
I just made a cool play came in clutch
You let ya hoe get around me imma buss
Been lit since a jit ain't thinkin about quittin
Went down on my dick now I'm fresh like a M
Pop that shit in the face since they couldn't pay attention
If I don't do nothing imma stand on this business
Kick the door down broke that shit off the hinges
Break bread with the gang you could never call me stingy
Cut cut em off cuz he got hoe tendencies
Cut her momma off cause she got too finicky
One man army I got bout ten of me
He ain't my dawg if he rat he a enemy
Know they see me poppin my shit got em sick of me
This AllWyld pendant on my neck got it glistenin'
When it come to another nigga motion I don't mention it
Countin up dividends cutting out the middle man
Countin this shit up I done caught a crap in both hands
And if a nigga still on his ass he a slow man
Came out the storm and it made me a big dog
Cheese on yo head like a Packer don't piss me off
If the shit ain't bout no paper won't get involved
I took them L's like a boss now I'm standin' tall
Respect round my city got power like 50 dawg
You wanna be rich gotta be willing to risk it all
Signing for M's I just turned down a 100 ball
You do that dirt with someone else they gon tip you off
I do this shit for my niggas behind the wall
I do this shit for my niggas up in the yard
Ain't cuttin' no slack on myself bitch I'm goin hard
Who would have imagined I take it this far
50 round glock go put a switch on it
Ain't even have to f*ck her I went put my bitch on it
She sucked my socks off I went double back on it
I was down bad for awhile now I'm back on it
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Came out the storm and it made me a big dog
Cheese on yo head like a Packer don't piss me off
If the shit ain't bout no paper won't get involved
I took them L's like a boss now I'm standin' tall
Respect round my city got power like 50 dawg
You wanna be rich gotta be willing to risk it all
Signing for M's I just turned down a 100 ball
You do that dirt with someone else they gon tip you off
I do this shit for my niggas behind the wall
I do this shit for my niggas up in the yard
Ain't cuttin' no slack on myself bitch I'm goin hard
Who would have imagined I take it this far
50 round glock go put a switch on it
Ain't even have to f*ck her I went put my bitch on it
She sucked my socks off I went double back on it
I was down bad for awhile now I'm back on it
Walk in this bitch, Jefe cook this shit up
I got me some paper it still ain't enough
The cheese the racks I'm having that stuff
Tryna run up on me bitch I'm callin ya bluff
You talkin down on another man you sus
Been poppin that shit they wanna be like us
I just made a cool play came in clutch
You let ya hoe get around me imma buss
Been lit since a jit ain't thinkin about quittin
Went down on my dick now I'm fresh like a M
Pop that shit in the face since they couldn't pay attention
If I don't do nothing imma stand on this business
Kick the door down broke that shit off the hinges
Break bread with the gang you could never call me stingy
Cut cut em off cuz he got hoe tendencies
Cut her momma off cause she got too finicky
One man army I got bout ten of me
He ain't my dawg if he rat he a enemy
Know they see me poppin my shit got em sick of me
This AllWyld pendant on my neck got it glistenin'
When it come to another nigga motion I don't mention it
Countin up dividends cutting out the middle man
Countin this shit up I done caught a crap in both hands
And if a nigga still on his ass he a slow man
Came out the storm and it made me a big dog
Cheese on yo head like a Packer don't piss me off
If the shit ain't bout no paper won't get involved
I took them L's like a boss now I'm standin' tall
Respect round my city got power like 50 dawg
You wanna be rich gotta be willing to risk it all
Signing for M's I just turned down a 100 ball
You do that dirt with someone else they gon tip you off
I do this shit for my niggas behind the wall
I do this shit for my niggas up in the yard
Ain't cuttin' no slack on myself bitch I'm goin hard
Who would have imagined I take it this far
50 round glock go put a switch on it
Ain't even have to f*ck her I went put my bitch on it
She sucked my socks off I went double back on it
I was down bad for awhile now I'm back on it
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Writer: Mar'Angelous Hawkins
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