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Mobb Deep » Backstage Pass
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(Prodigy:) It seems like, ever since a nigga became multi Every women on planet Earth got their eyes On the kid; they all wanna touch On a nigga skin, they love me so much They all got P on they brain And at the show they do anything to get backstage Just so they can hug 50, and kiss on Banks After we all get a turn, the broads said, "Thanks." Shit, just last month a nigga wasn't shit Now I finger pop dimes, with diamonds on my fists Niggaz bringing me they girl like, "You can have my bitch Just help me get down with the G-unit!" Man, little groupies - they make me sick You ain't getting in the after party unless you're a chick And bitch, you ain't getting in the hotel - unless we grip And you're gonna look fine, plus suck a mean dick (woah) (Hook: Prodigy, x2) Shorty, hit me high then hit me low You get around girl - I know I seen your face before Turn around - yeah I know, I recognize that ass You was at the last show with your backstage pass (Bridge: 50 Cent) Shorty what's up? You know you wanna roll with a nigga I'm trying to fuck - if you decide to go with a nigga I'll tear it up - in the tele you'll be loving a nigga I'll work that, work that - yeah, I'll work that, work that (Havoc:) It's funny how a bitch'll make her way backstage Harder than the politician on the campaigne No games baby girl, gotta do the damn thing Let me see you back it up till you pull a hamstring Face fuck, girl go for broke So hard, leave stretch marks up in her throat Then Havoc on the floor I don't need to get her number - she'll be at the next show Half-ass dress, smelling like sex Dried up nutt on her neck They don't call us the master of the tour (?) for nothing We destroy good girls; send them home with pussy soft from fucking Catch 'em in the morning and somebody White-T'd And that's the kind of bitch that you call wifey She'll do it anywhere from the tele to the tour bus Here's the hot line bitch, call us (Hook: Prodigy, x2) Shorty, hit me high then hit me low You get around girl - I know I seen your face before Turn around - yeah I know, I recognize that ass You was at the last show with your backstage pass
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