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ceo trayle - backdoor mayweather lyrics

(icey i’m so sick of you)

yeah
percs make my day better
big backdoor may.. uh big backdoor
uh yeah

(hook)
percs make my day better
big backdoor mayweather
i f+cked her way better
he tryna aim at us
armoured trucks plated up
i get these sh+ts grade it up
teachers try grading us
that money upgraded us

i don’t trouble i don’t fuss, i’m big pop up out the cut
i had came up out the rut, and then i had found a sl+t
it was in a school zone, so they put another charge
give a f+ck bout who is home, better have some burglar bars
know bro’nem rich just like me, so we be switching cars
she said she sick of icey, but that’s my f+cking darg
i know most these n+ggas don’t like me, rhey try to play it off
ceo trayle type beat, not my type of beat at all (yeah)
some young n+ggas call it money, old n+ggas call it duckets
n+ggas say cheese, paper, fetty, i want all of it f+ck it (yeah)
baby better have some bread, or i won’t hardly touch it
first he was hating on c4, then he had kicked the bucket
make sure he weight that up, start off the day we up
pour the deuce i recupped, they treat you n+ggas like pups
tell him his time is up, we was doing designer drugs
if you can’t find a plug, that mean yo trap slow as f+ck
gang member throw that up, lane switcher ima pull up
she suck till she get hiccups, yeah and then cc her cuffs
yeah that’s me beep beep pull up, yeah i was street grew up
know that sh+t on me is tough, high speed from the police he bucked
hook
percs make my day better
big backdoor mayweather
i f+cked her way better
he tryna aim at us
armoured trucks plated up
i get these sh+ts grade it up
teachers try grading us
that money upgraded us

- ceo trayle lyrics

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