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5ive (rappers) - backstreet lyrics

(ayy, honcho got the sauce)
(honcho beats)

[chorus: e-way-v & m9dolo]
we run this sh-t just like a d-mn track meet (track meet)
i love flexin’ like a mo’f-ckin athlete (godd-mn)
5ive been the boys like motherf-ckin’ backstreet
these n-gg-s talk tough, know you gotta pack heat (these n-gg-s talk tough, know you gotta pack heat)
m9′ and way-v (way-v)
ridein the beamer, it’s 300 bands
need 300 b-tches to go down my pants
5ive in the back, i might need a jag’ (skrrt)
we run this sh-t just like a d-mn track meet (track meet)
i love flexin’ like a mo’f-ckin athlete (godd-mn)
5ive been the boys like motherf-ckin’ backstreet
these n-gg-s talk tough, know you gotta pack heat (these n-gg-s talk tough, know you gotta pack heat)
m9′ and way-v (way-v)
ridein the beamer, it’s 300 bands
need 300 b-tches to go down my pants
5ive in the back, i might need a jag’ (skrrt)

[verse 1: e-way-v]
like a playground, the way i’m slidin’ with that (b-tch, we slidin’)
because i came in with this glock and you know it’s all black
shawty go both ways, she with the pride and all that (she go both ways)
but she wanna get married, be my bride and all that (but she can’t be my wife)
we goin’ straight to the tippy top
i just cashed out on a diamond watch (bling)
fake n-gg- wanna switch the plot
run up on me just to get dropped (baow)
they like, “when the alb-m comin’?”
i scared ’em off and they kept on runnin’ (and they kept on runnin’)
these lil’ groupies, they just keep on comin’ (b-tch)
run through these hunnids, i keep on thumbin’ (guap)
i gotta chase this f-ckin’ cake
these n-gg-s is sweet like crème brûlée (like crème brûlée)
lil’ hoe wanna be my bae, but after i smash she cannot stay (nah)
choppa on my hip like i glued it (glued it)
stay with my gang, no new friends (no new ones)
f-ck a black beam, i want a new benz (yah)
told that b-tch hop in with two friends (two of ’em)

[verse 2: m9dolo]
b-tch, it’s kalahari how i’m drippin’ with that (yeah, i’m drippin’, b-tch)
wavepool full of b-tches and some booty to smack (i clap that)
feel like superman, how i’m savin’ that -ss
savin’ that -ss
that -ss
that -ss
that -ss
yeah, ayy
run it up, run it up (ooh)
codeine, get hit with the uppercut
haters, so easy to do it, but when i run up they be like, “oh, hey man, what’s up?” (skrrt)
i am so dead, i think i might die today
from 5ive away
i think i might die today
i like me a 90’s hoe
she on me ’cause my rhyme and flow
and my wrist, just watch it glow (ooh)
look at you bro, your pockets slow
raw cone, i just smoke the o (yeah, i smoke that)
double cup, i just poured a four
up with the bros, 5ive with me
and five lil’ hoes

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