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backseat Video (MV)




Performed By: JIDDY & GUTTA
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Stephen Nixon, Sajeed Garner




JIDDY & GUTTA - backseat Lyrics
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(I'm from out the Gutta, middle finger, zone 6)
Um, what's your name, Keisha? Saw you on the gram, it's really nice to meet ya
You be loving how I treat ya, hold up, you be lovin how I eat ya
You be acting like a diva, you so boujee never do the cheap stuff
I be thinking I could keep ya, sometimes I be thinkin that I need ya
Damn shorty you a baddie, you so quiet, no you ain't chatty
Like it when you call me daddy, remember I turned you up in that backseat
30 mins til I beat it up, you tapped out, can't really keep up
Take this ride let me teach ya, last nigga lame why he ain't keep ya
What's ya name, Mimi? I like how you always wanna see me
You a foodie so you greedy, take you out to eat now you all cheesy
Yeah that's my lil stinky, she wanna cuddle she so clingy
Lightskin, eyes chinky, pussy so wet now a nigga sinking
Got her own she don't need me, she got my heart, she tryna keep me
Think she married but she creepin, we boo'd up every other weekend
She ain't callin she ain't beastin, we locked in she don't got a reason
And she love it when I'm deep in, she top 1 over all my pieces
She got friends, tell her bring the freaks in
She wanna f*ck, cuddle then sleep in
She like money, she don't really like shit
She like me, she don't really like him
She said I'm that nigga, I'm like type shit
She look good, I just wanna bite it
She so hood, she could get violent
She like like how I'm always on timing
She from the A, now she wanna fly in
She so slutty, she don't never hide it
Told her to get up on it & ride it
When she step out, all the hoes silent
Um, what's your name, Keisha? Saw you on the gram, it's really nice to meet ya
You be loving how I treat ya, hold up, you be lovin how I eat ya
You be acting like a diva, you so boujee never do the cheap stuff
I be thinking I could keep ya, sometimes I be thinkin that I need ya
Damn shorty you a baddie, you so quiet, no you ain't chatty
Like it when you call me daddy, remember I turned you up in that backseat
30 mins til I beat it up, you tapped out, can't really keep up
Take this ride let me teach ya, last nigga lame why he ain't keep ya
She so slutty, she don't never hide it
Told her to get up on it & ride it
When she step out, all the hoes silent
Um, what's your name, Keisha? Saw you on the gram, it's really nice to meet ya
You be loving how I treat ya, hold up, you be lovin how I eat ya
You be acting like a diva, you so boujee never do the cheap stuff
I be thinking I could keep ya, sometimes I be thinkin that I need ya
Damn shorty you a baddie, you so quiet, no you ain't chatty
Like it when you call me daddy, remember I turned you up in that backseat
30 mins til I beat it up, you tapped out, can't really keep up
Take this ride let me teach ya, last nigga lame why he ain't keep ya
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(I'm from out the Gutta, middle finger, zone 6)
Um, what's your name, Keisha? Saw you on the gram, it's really nice to meet ya
You be loving how I treat ya, hold up, you be lovin how I eat ya
You be acting like a diva, you so boujee never do the cheap stuff
I be thinking I could keep ya, sometimes I be thinkin that I need ya
Damn shorty you a baddie, you so quiet, no you ain't chatty
Like it when you call me daddy, remember I turned you up in that backseat
30 mins til I beat it up, you tapped out, can't really keep up
Take this ride let me teach ya, last nigga lame why he ain't keep ya
What's ya name, Mimi? I like how you always wanna see me
You a foodie so you greedy, take you out to eat now you all cheesy
Yeah that's my lil stinky, she wanna cuddle she so clingy
Lightskin, eyes chinky, pussy so wet now a nigga sinking
Got her own she don't need me, she got my heart, she tryna keep me
Think she married but she creepin, we boo'd up every other weekend
She ain't callin she ain't beastin, we locked in she don't got a reason
And she love it when I'm deep in, she top 1 over all my pieces
She got friends, tell her bring the freaks in
She wanna f*ck, cuddle then sleep in
She like money, she don't really like shit
She like me, she don't really like him
She said I'm that nigga, I'm like type shit
She look good, I just wanna bite it
She so hood, she could get violent
She like like how I'm always on timing
She from the A, now she wanna fly in
She so slutty, she don't never hide it
Told her to get up on it & ride it
When she step out, all the hoes silent
Um, what's your name, Keisha? Saw you on the gram, it's really nice to meet ya
You be loving how I treat ya, hold up, you be lovin how I eat ya
You be acting like a diva, you so boujee never do the cheap stuff
I be thinking I could keep ya, sometimes I be thinkin that I need ya
Damn shorty you a baddie, you so quiet, no you ain't chatty
Like it when you call me daddy, remember I turned you up in that backseat
30 mins til I beat it up, you tapped out, can't really keep up
Take this ride let me teach ya, last nigga lame why he ain't keep ya
She so slutty, she don't never hide it
Told her to get up on it & ride it
When she step out, all the hoes silent
Um, what's your name, Keisha? Saw you on the gram, it's really nice to meet ya
You be loving how I treat ya, hold up, you be lovin how I eat ya
You be acting like a diva, you so boujee never do the cheap stuff
I be thinking I could keep ya, sometimes I be thinkin that I need ya
Damn shorty you a baddie, you so quiet, no you ain't chatty
Like it when you call me daddy, remember I turned you up in that backseat
30 mins til I beat it up, you tapped out, can't really keep up
Take this ride let me teach ya, last nigga lame why he ain't keep ya
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Writer: Stephen Nixon, Sajeed Garner
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