Mobb Deep - Backstage Pass Lyrics:
Aye, aye, come here bitch
I`m talking to you, I`m talking to you, shorty
It seems like, ever since a ni**a became multi
Every women on planet Earth got their eyes
On the kid, they all wanna touch
On a ni**a skin, they love me so much
They all got P on they brain
And at the show, 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"
S**t, just last month a ni**a wasn`t s**t
Now I finger pop dimes with diamonds on my fists
Ni**az 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
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
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
Shorty what`s up? You know you wanna roll with a ni**a
I`m trying to f**k if you decide to go with a ni**a
I`ll tear it up in the tele you`ll be loving a ni**a
I`ll work that, work that yeah, I`ll work that, work that
It`s funny how a bitch`ll make her way backstage
Harder than the politician on the campaign
No games, baby girl, gotta do the damn thing
Let me see you back it up till you pull a hamstring
Face f**k, 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 f**king
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
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
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
I`m talking to you, I`m talking to you, shorty
It seems like, ever since a ni**a became multi
Every women on planet Earth got their eyes
On the kid, they all wanna touch
On a ni**a skin, they love me so much
They all got P on they brain
And at the show, 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"
S**t, just last month a ni**a wasn`t s**t
Now I finger pop dimes with diamonds on my fists
Ni**az 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
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
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
Shorty what`s up? You know you wanna roll with a ni**a
I`m trying to f**k if you decide to go with a ni**a
I`ll tear it up in the tele you`ll be loving a ni**a
I`ll work that, work that yeah, I`ll work that, work that
It`s funny how a bitch`ll make her way backstage
Harder than the politician on the campaign
No games, baby girl, gotta do the damn thing
Let me see you back it up till you pull a hamstring
Face f**k, 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 f**king
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
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
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