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Smoking stuffed crust Bitches on my line Tell ‘em back up Designer on my feet Better back up If you want beef Bring back up I just hit a show Run my sack up Gotta attitude problem Don’t act up You know I’m cooling in the cut With my man tucked And all my niggas riding tough Yeah the get buff She trying to get up in the club Saying she know us Yeah yeah! Bitch back up! I just got a check, run my sack up My weave and my motherfucking make up Cost more then your whole damn life does Bitch! Haha Lil hoe back up Designer on me Letras de cancionesBitch back up From my head to my feet Bitch back up Lil hoe you a fiend You need to back up Back up, back up Bitch you need to back up Aye, you need to back up Run my sack up Bitches hating because I just run my math up What’s your problem? I can solve them Bitches hating I’ma fuck around and rob them You don’t want no drama Keep it ‘bout the commas Catch me in the club I got my problem solver Back up! I just got a check, run my sack up My weave and my motherfucking make up Cost more then your whole damn life does Bitch! Haha Lil hoe back up Designer on me Bitch back up From my head to my feet Bitch back up Lil hoe you a fiend You need to back up Back up, back up Bitch you need to back up From Letras Mania