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Paroles de la chanson Bach Bach par CEO Trayle
Still the same
Go, yeah
I'm still the same old
For sure
Yeah
I'm still the same old Backdoor
Uh, bitch, come closer, what the fuck you movin' back for?
That day he knew he couldn't do it, so why the fuck he call Backdoor?
Yeah, hit the bitch, now she throwin' fours, let's go
Uh, meet the plug, now I'm throwin' 'bows (Let's go)
Yeah, crashed the fuckin' Maybach, now I want a Rolls
Go, yeah
I'm still the same old
For sure
Yeah
I'm still the same old Backdoor
Uh, bitch, come closer, what the fuck you movin' back for?
That day he knew he couldn't do it, so why the fuck he call Backdoor?
Yeah, hit the bitch, now she throwin' fours, let's go
Uh, meet the plug, now I'm throwin' 'bows (Let's go)
Yeah, crashed the fuckin' Maybach, now I want a Rolls
Yeah, sneak up on my bitch, I keep her on her toes (Ayy, yeah)
But, nigga, he goin' broke, you goin' cash for gold
That bad-ass bitch had caught me, I ain't catch a ho
Yeah, she asked me for my number, it was casual though
These niggas pathetic, come from the sauce, nigga, now I know
5K a walk-through, you want the microphone, like, nigga, no
Yeah, I'm quick to skrrt on a bitch, I don't want that bitch no more
Uh, yeah, uh, this shit get tricky too
Percocets, count sixty-two
Ayy, I don't want no change, nigga, give me blues
But, nigga, he goin' broke, you goin' cash for gold
That bad-ass bitch had caught me, I ain't catch a ho
Yeah, she asked me for my number, it was casual though
These niggas pathetic, come from the sauce, nigga, now I know
5K a walk-through, you want the microphone, like, nigga, no
Yeah, I'm quick to skrrt on a bitch, I don't want that bitch no more
Uh, yeah, uh, this shit get tricky too
Percocets, count sixty-two
Ayy, I don't want no change, nigga, give me blues
I fucked that bitch, she buy me shoes
Ayy, I felt your ass behind me too
Yeah, tryna feel that ass, I'm touchin' you
I'm still the same old Backdoor
Uh, bitch, come closer, what the fuck you movin' back for?
That day he knew he couldn't do it, so why the fuck he call Backdoor?
Yeah, hit the bitch, now she throwin' fours, let's go
Uh, meet the plug, now I'm throwin' 'bows (Let's go)
Yeah, crashed the fuckin' Maybach, now I want a Rolls
Yeah, sneak up on my bitch, I keep her on her toes (Ayy, yeah)
But, nigga, he goin' broke, you goin' cash for gold
Ayy, I felt your ass behind me too
Yeah, tryna feel that ass, I'm touchin' you
I'm still the same old Backdoor
Uh, bitch, come closer, what the fuck you movin' back for?
That day he knew he couldn't do it, so why the fuck he call Backdoor?
Yeah, hit the bitch, now she throwin' fours, let's go
Uh, meet the plug, now I'm throwin' 'bows (Let's go)
Yeah, crashed the fuckin' Maybach, now I want a Rolls
Yeah, sneak up on my bitch, I keep her on her toes (Ayy, yeah)
But, nigga, he goin' broke, you goin' cash for gold
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