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MTG Mook - Back Then (feat. Rack$tar Tae) Lyrics



MTG Mook - Back Then (feat. Rack$tar Tae) Lyrics
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[ Featuring Rack$tar Jay ]

He said he wanna make some pape
I told his ass to
He said he wanna make some Pape I told his Ass to tap in
10k one play yeah we got them racks in
I used to be f*cked up but that was way back then
Now motherf*ckas hit my phone Like remember way back when But f*ck that shit, kiss my ass these niggas hoes, these niggas fake
Give a f*ck about a bitch, I Locked my heart up in a safe
I said f*ck it went over the bridge and threw it in the lake
So we just f*ckin' ain't no conversation dick up in her face
Tan chop light skin get to singin' like it's Drake
Yo bitch tryna tap in I told her ass to pump her brakes
F*ck a break we gon' do they ass
Screamin' f*ck the jake's
Stay out the way stack yo' pros and lil' nigga you'll be great
Yeah you know what the f*ck goin' on man
I just had to talk my shit real quick
Shout out my nigga JJ man
You know what the f*ck goin' on
Aye
Cause I Might let some shit slide but J really ain't that nice
Mob slide knock his power out turn off a nigga lights
Dropped his ass put him in the wood he up there with the kites
He a lame can't hang with the Gang you gon' need a invite, aye
No competition with the gang we building ' our team
I need to find a pint of purp I'm tired off the green
She started takin' off her shirt I said baby no need
I hit yo' bitch off the erk she screamin for Jesus
Bitch I ball every day don't need a arena
Can't leave without the glock like I'm Gilbert Arenas
Please come get yo' bitch she beggin' for penis
I tell her open wide like I'm her
Dentist
And watch what you say You don't wanna be missin'
Don't lean in baby cause we not kissin'
I got shit in motion like we in da pistol
On the way give me six minutes shootin like a missile
She slobbin' off The bone suckin' off the gristle
We totin' K's and dracs Tryna make yo' family miss you
If it ain't about some pape then nigga what's the issue?
This ice on me so Cold feel like I'm in a igloo
Call me when you need like you sneezed I'll bless you
Baby I wanna touch yo' guts Ion wanna stress you
And if you keep callin' you might get an extra two
Be dumb and reach for somethin' I'ma have to stretch you
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English

He said he wanna make some pape
I told his ass to
He said he wanna make some Pape I told his Ass to tap in
10k one play yeah we got them racks in
I used to be f*cked up but that was way back then
Now motherf*ckas hit my phone Like remember way back when But f*ck that shit, kiss my ass these niggas hoes, these niggas fake
Give a f*ck about a bitch, I Locked my heart up in a safe
I said f*ck it went over the bridge and threw it in the lake
So we just f*ckin' ain't no conversation dick up in her face
Tan chop light skin get to singin' like it's Drake
Yo bitch tryna tap in I told her ass to pump her brakes
F*ck a break we gon' do they ass
Screamin' f*ck the jake's
Stay out the way stack yo' pros and lil' nigga you'll be great
Yeah you know what the f*ck goin' on man
I just had to talk my shit real quick
Shout out my nigga JJ man
You know what the f*ck goin' on
Aye
Cause I Might let some shit slide but J really ain't that nice
Mob slide knock his power out turn off a nigga lights
Dropped his ass put him in the wood he up there with the kites
He a lame can't hang with the Gang you gon' need a invite, aye
No competition with the gang we building ' our team
I need to find a pint of purp I'm tired off the green
She started takin' off her shirt I said baby no need
I hit yo' bitch off the erk she screamin for Jesus
Bitch I ball every day don't need a arena
Can't leave without the glock like I'm Gilbert Arenas
Please come get yo' bitch she beggin' for penis
I tell her open wide like I'm her
Dentist
And watch what you say You don't wanna be missin'
Don't lean in baby cause we not kissin'
I got shit in motion like we in da pistol
On the way give me six minutes shootin like a missile
She slobbin' off The bone suckin' off the gristle
We totin' K's and dracs Tryna make yo' family miss you
If it ain't about some pape then nigga what's the issue?
This ice on me so Cold feel like I'm in a igloo
Call me when you need like you sneezed I'll bless you
Baby I wanna touch yo' guts Ion wanna stress you
And if you keep callin' you might get an extra two
Be dumb and reach for somethin' I'ma have to stretch you
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Writer: Jahbar Jenkins, Jontae Yera, Malik Mayfield
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