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pouya & sir michael rocks - move that bitch to the back lyrics

[hook: pouya]
move that b-tch to the back! x 16
(to the back!)
(to the back boy!)
(to the back!)
(to the mother f-ckin’ back boy!)

[verse 1: sir michael rocks]
i said every time i be tryna chill, ma’f-ckas in my grill like lil’ a piece of charcoal n-gga
all up in a real n-ggas face, give a real n-gga sp-ce, line em’ up like a barcode n-gga
been getting more vile, and my temper getting shorter. drop the baking soda in then mix it with the water (mix it with the water)
espada with the work, black tears you da curator
i command all you f-ckers to buss and that’s an order (buss!)
i lit the cigarette, fl!ck the ash in your f-ckin’ drink..
purple or it’s pink i don’t give a sh-t..
as long as the n-ggas that you n-ggas with don’t make no sudden moves
came here with the hyena i’ll let this f-cker loose!
if you try me, you wit it and you ain’t scared of shotties
just grabbed the sawwed off and shoot a n-gga out his buggati
just pick a stone up and throw it at the ho that you hatin’
and move them b-tches to the back if they get in your way..

chorus x1

[verse 2: pouya]
you don’t want no problems (oh no, no)
we know how to solve them (oh no, no)
i caught that boy slippin'(oh no, no)
just a lesson that we taught him (oh no, no)
took his b-tch, yeah we robbed him (oh no, no)
i’m flexin’ in this ho (oh no, no)
been in the game with no lane with a claim so you main stream rappers can know
i, go with the flow as i do it.. say you gon’ pop me don’t be a b-tch do it
talkin’ that sh-t you a p-ssy i knew it
finna f-ck you up my dogs gon’ get stupid
you soft as f-ck remind me of mashed potatoes
scary b-tch i’m in the cut like i’m fredo
got you leakin’ lookin’ red like tomatoes
little pouya leave the p-ssy disabled, yuh!

chorus x1

- pouya sir michael rocks lyrics

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