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Laid Way Back lyrics

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Artist: Webbie Song: Laid Way Back lyrics Album: Savage Life
(verse 1:) man i live up in b.r ima die up in b.r i got shit to do today so i cant die until tomorrow i done stole a bag of dro im gettin high til tomorrow nigga play with me right now im bussin nine til tomorrow my shit got a bad motor i aint promised til tomorrow so as long as i got gas ima drive it til tomorrow lookin for a bitch thats bad so we can act until tomorrow put that hoe up on this dro and beat that ass until tomorrow baby momma ass just gonna be mad until tomorrow me and boosie rollin guards and acting bad til tomorrow how bout we get pessy drunk and then stagger until tomorrow yo bitch tight, i wantta me borrow her, let me have her til tomorrow dont give a fuck about who smellin when its comin out ya car im inhalin and exhalin gettin blunted til tomorrow lets go posted up at the spot and make some change til tomorrow if im laid shit i might do the same thang tomorrow (chorus: (x4)) laid way back behind black gettin blowed full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes (verse 2:) i was spose to go drop my red bone off or not for some fit she trynna cop said she need right now what had happen was i had stopped by my nigga b spot and he had a big blunt of that dro and i forgot i was spose to go to the studio i got some hits to drop but a bitch had hit me on the phone and told me to come pick her up cuz how she fuck my dick got hard she tellin me how she so wide she took those draws off and i forgot went to check the mailbox some sepeana from the mothafucka tellin me my court date in 2 weeks for beatin on my older woman showed up at that hoe apartment smokin somethin ran into her put it in her mouth and told her to drop it (chorus: (x4)) (verse 3:) when i walk up in the mall with that big ass stack fresh kicks fresh boes with the jersey to match you know i got to do it big nigga give me the hat manager comin out the back cuz all he smell is that dro when i go and see my hoes my eyes be all low my clothes be full of smoke they mommas be knowin im blown them ghetto mommas dont trip they askin you got some mo let her momma hit the dro and she smell is that dro when i hit the club they can tell cuz im puttin it in the air hoes ask can they hit niggas askin is it for sale security dont be trippin they be puttin in tne air when you in here thats all you smell high dro is what we smokin when we be (chorus: (x4))

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