hhh - backup center lyrics
first verse: theo
she wanna see me i told her oh well
she wanna sugg me i feel like terrell
call you miles bridges you going to h+ll
i’m f+cking your girlfriend inside a hotel, woah
shoutout my ravens we sh+t on the browns
he talking sh+t run that kid out of town
i take your b+tch i ain’t kidding around
my money up but my syndrome still down
popeyes outside, i told them send me
call me vince carter i got 1 more in me
smoking this gas got me feeling like a chimney
algebra 1 way your bars elementary
i’m a communist but i ain’t sharing hoes
your b+tch on her knees like derrick rose
name any shoe i got a pair of those
got my hand on her chest but i ain’t swearing oaths
second verse: jo
aight let’s slow it down
your girl back up on my center like tony bradley
5 bots in my dm’s and they only baddies (i got scammed)
i told them not to give me this beat you know i k!ll it
oj simpson, i murder then conceal it
i beat the meat then i season and i grill it
marinate these bars, put them on a sk!llet
lotioned up, moisturized, ready to go (let me cook)
balling on y’all like bismack biyombo
dressed for the function, took a light shower
you know i gotta get washed up like dwight howard
bands stretch big, on some maxi kleber
flow too sick i think i got a nasty fever
might have contracted syphilis
they way she on this d+ck, kelly olynyk sh+t
verse 3: gav
she throw it on me like javale mcgee
shoot my kids in her mouth like karl anthony
she brought me to a town so i could drink for free
but she ain’t give me pt like haslem heat
like what is the word?
b+tches gon flip me a bird
i can tell that he a nerd
don’t care what ya heard
can’t feel like the nets
swear sh+t was a blur
but we taking over
we running the earth
and she go bezerk
and she make it twerk
yeah she make it twerk
and she make it yeah
let me chill out for a minute
i been going back in time no (?)
they say if it ain’t broke then don’t fix it
you shoot like al horford, i swear you gon miss it
swear it ain’t making no sense
that p+ssy was drenched
backup center off the bench
thomas bryant gets a mentch
this sh+t getting tense
dirty hands so i rinse
i ain’t never gon flinch
call you matt barnes
and i’m kobe in this b+tch
verse 4: theo, gav, jo
tryna find mason i pull up to the 6
me and gav back and fourth like some chopsticks
rapafterparty always on this d+ck
cj klaas on the streets tryna flip bricks
tell me why theo always tryna start sh+t
tell him we outside then get hit with a (?)
jumping out the house got them jumping like a moshpit
squad full of (?) so you know we got the opps lit
gav with me balling like lob city
i guess i’m chris paul then
tight with the flow like i’m tight with the (?)
big 3, you know we went all in
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