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pro dusa & jka - back 2 back lyrics

[verse 1: pro dusa]

x gone now they asking who bangs
rip i said i’ll miss him till the 2 chains
f-cked around it got you looking for the loose change
never died, these p-ssies got loose aim
green dot, no game on the dutch pack
$6.50 for the 5 in the lunch punk
g told me how to jive when it’s crunch time
new beam got it strait from the punch bag
shoot shoot, dumbo money, doot doot
got my honey looking at me, “what the f-ck did you do”
everyday this coming in like new boots, in a new dress
in a new suit, going koo koo
koo koo for cocoa puffs
bend that aerobics uh
i be so high when i come down i’m noosing up
put that around my neck
look at the sound it makes
man don’t it suck hearing that in my coffin sp-ce

i’m gonna slide right now she wanna slide right now ay (x3)

[verse 2: jka]

k!ll a track
make you break ya back, and i make a stack
don’t you play with that
hop on me like a piggyback
your sh-t pretty whack, i can f-ck with that
conduct an attack
browser internet
leave it for the real
make a meal, ya feel, reveal
flow faster than automobiles, wheels
sh-t is ideal
never steal
make a deal, for the reals, making reels
and if not you are getting sealed away
rhyme everyday
making you prey
put you up for display
ay
better obey
never betray
eating, buffet
my sh-t on replay
ay
spitting sh-t at a high speed, you need to see, this sh-t is garunteed
(yeah)

[bridge: pro dusa]

we’re going back to back uh, yeah
we’re going back to back uh
peter picked a p…
are you serious?

[verse 3: pro dusa]

(uh, yeah)

peter picked up weed and he got high for the first time
said i just f-cked up, paid cash for the pirch fine
peter changed his name to cena, johnny cena, since that b-tch selena
to lovato, heard of demi
milo, botto
turn labito
and i beat a lot of denis
with the vito, danny’s hand and next to cotto’s
no pretending
f-ck i’m going
back to back
b-tch i’m going, f-ck i’m going
back to back
yeah

[verse 4: jka]

back to back, got your back like a backpack
ain’t playing games, why you talking bout some blackjack?
if i’m honest bout you rappers man you been whack
i’m in a race on a translucent racetrack
running and gunning, they’re ain’t no stopping me running
cuz when the beat just start going, man i just gotta start flowing
and man we gotta keep mowing
the comet-tion picked to little pieces like my name was peter piper
yeah

peter piper picked a pack of pickled…
hold up wait no
peter piper picked up a pen and started preparing for piles of people
then he started popping off of pushing his music to packs of people
who portrayed him as a legend
not a peasant
with pro dusa
going back to back

- pro dusa jka lyrics

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