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toni bean - backseat beamer lyrics

[verse 1]
when i was a little boy
i was afraid of the dark, afraid of the dark yeah
then i grew up just a bit instead of playing at the park we would tang at the park yeah (ooh)
barley had real friends, they don’t understand breaking too many hearts yeah (ooh)
young boy turn to man
doing what i can
i turn my pain into art yeah
in the backseat of your beamer
talking bout my feelings with you
i know you a keeper
turn on the seat heaters
taking off our clothes and we taking off our sneakers
found out you a screamer in the backseat of your beamer
play this on your speakers
you that diva they speak of
talking bout my past life and how i was a cheater
i let you be my teacher
smoking wiz khalifa (smoke smoking)
noticed that i need ya in the backseat of your beamer
[chorus]
aye aye aye
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer (yeah)
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
[verse 2]
she more than just attractive, hold up
nice as f-ck but she a savage, hold up
good girl full of badness, hold up
had to buy her that fashionnova
she a goddess, she boujee (she boujee)
she got me over zealous, an intellectual cutie
she bi lingual but american (indeed)
she got a big-o-booty (okay)
these other n-ggas jealous, cus your b-tch in a hooptie
she ain’t all that you embarr-ssed (yeah)
and her personality bland and she still cries to her parents
your girl ain’t up for comparing
now you look at that b-tch in retrospect!
maybe you need make her your ex!
if she cheat on you then you take her back
my n-gga you cat as f-ck, my p-ss hoes i’d p-ss em up
i’d give you one if i had a f-ck, tell me my girl bad as f-ck
no i won’t get mad as f-ck, cus i know that she bad as f-ck!
backseat of your beamer, started with my finger (my finger)
trynna get you wet like hurricane katrina (wet wet wet)
i want you bad im eager
can’t relate to bieber you’re here whenever i need ya
[chorus]
we in the backseat of your beamer
aye aye aye
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer (yeah)
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
aye aye aye
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer (yeah)
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
backseat of your beamer
[verse 3]
ooh, barely had real friends, they don’t understand
breaking to many hearts yeah
ooh, young boy turn to man, doing what i can
i turn my pain into art
they tell me now you got real friends
now these girls see im the man
they want me but got a man
back then i never had a chance
want me to get in they pants
loving who i am, they don’t love you for who you are yeah
(she love me for me and all my flaws yeah)
all my flaws and all my scars yeah all my flaws yeah
all my flaws and all my scars yeah all my flaws yeah

- toni bean lyrics

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