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cheat code - back breaker lyrics

[intro]
keed talk to ’em

[pre+chorus]
every time i see you, i wan’ touch (touch)
and you know i been around you, you know i love it
on the thing, she been doin’ hold on when i poke it (hold on)
she get that paper bring it back to me
now she f+ckin’ on me

[chorus]
every chance i break her back
every chance i break her back
every chance i break her back
every chance i break her back
every chance i break her back
she get every purse and bag
you don’t have makeup, done
she ain’t ever have to ask (yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
baby girl, you a star (you a star)
yes, yes, you know you are (yes you is)
tryna always take charge
’til i break the backboard
see you walkin’ down the street, then i pull on you
real deep, with my partner them
remember it was late night, pulled up at your grandma house, late night
hit you real fast, do you remember? (yeah, keed talk to ’em)
and then sometimes it feel like december
she just say she want a n+gga, who put up with her temper
big dawg, pop me ’til the motherf+cker k!ll me
she ain’t goofy, know she pop a n+gga live if he f+ckin’ k!ll me
i wouldn’t even next her, yeah, like a dummy brick, i’m gonna flex her
if i lost a gamblin’, she would tell me bet her
give me your heart, want a family, i ain’t michael turner (never will)
then she call me, “daddy mighty ysl”
[pre+chorus]
every time i see you, i wan’ touch (touch)
and you know i been around you, you know i love it
on the thing, she been doin’ hold on when i poke it (hold on)
she get that paper bring it back to me
now she f+ckin’ on me

[verse 2]
i just f+cked that lil’ b+tch down like a brick
f+ckin’ so good, i put givenchy on her foot though
she get wet ’cause she f+ckin’ a n+gga who do a kick, though
i’m not taking percs, but i feel good on the liquor though
we down for certain and that p+ssy the way that splash though
might break her backbone (break it)
good things don’t last, though (gone)
f+cked her on percy, she gotta taste it (f+ck it, no cap)
f+cked her so good, she bring the sack to me (bring the money back)
that h+llcat make a [?] (skrr)
push out a b+tch once i’m reppin’ to the money
i wish a n+gga would make it [?] like they something
break that bih like a [?]
i’m so slime, i’m so slime (i’m so slimey)
that n+gga play, i leavin’ lil keed [?]
slime, slime, slime, slime
f+ck are you slangin’ ’bout
b+tch, is you ridin’ or not? (is you ridin’?)
i’m tryna f+ck in the car
[pre+chorus]
every time i see you, i wan’ touch (touch)
and you know i been around you, you know i love it
on the thing, she been doin’ hold on when i poke it (hold on)
she get that paper bring it back to me
now she f+ckin’ on me

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