Текст (слова) песни: Backbone - 5, Deuce, 4, Tre

 
In background of hook: {Hey, hey, hey, hey} 
 
[Hook] 
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre 
Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em) 
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre (I`m Mr. Fat Face) 
I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em) 
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre 
Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em) 
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre (I`m Mr. Fat Face) 
I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em) 
 
[Verse 1] 
I`m border, grit on that killer 
They call it Front Street, know about it nigga 
He work the concretes `til break daylight 
You see him post up in the cut, how many? 
I ain`t servin` nothin` but pure products 
I swerk that walk, qoute that slang, choke that thang 
I`m talkin` `bout "I ain`t dressin`", nothin` but pain 
Keep the Cheverolet funked out 
I ain`t fuckin` witcha girl `less y`all trunked out 
I come through, tear that ass up 
Whippin` new grain and he all glassed up 
You see us swervin` on some seventeen-nines 
Mr. F.F., I`ma stay bright everytime 
 
[Hook] 
 
[Verse 2] 
Talk a dollar outta dime, drinkin` liq wit lime 
Pull out sideways and leave these suckas from the line 
Over time, like ten `til, see `em grin with the grill 
Superclean see a gleam through the windsheild 
It`s everyday like the clock tick 
Hit me with some super thick up in the cockpit 
It`s off limits baby, you see the handstiched material 
Workin` the original interial 
Up in a coma, get he and Bean up out the trunk 
I step on stage and get the whole place crunk 
Always garuntee freind-shh y`all 
You shoulda rocked the microphone to this, y`all 
Yes sir, hold on, hold the dice 
Set these down, then I`m gone 
One more shot cause I`m on tonight 
I shook another fifty-two 
Now tell me what do they wants to do? 
 
[Hook] 
 
[Verse 3] 
I supply these motherfuckers with the right dosage 
Now hear, bust it open, get it smokin`, that`s him 
Sack it up and watch it jump out the gym 
Shorty told you what it is when you come through here 
This sucker emcee say he lookin` for me 
Tell him, ain`t nothin` nigga, is you the police 
When I put the mic down they say they found residue 
And the laws wanna charge me for verbal abuse 
Blow smoke up out the roof, cause they ain`t got no proof 
Six-eights, skate Decatur, they ass through, I`m sayin` 
Go getcha ass bread, ya undertsand 
Man these niggas think I`m playin` 
(Man they boy for real) 
 
[Hook] 
 
{*scratching*} 
Five, deuce, four, tre 
Shawt, shawty 
 
(repeat to fade)
 

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