Rob Tha God - Behind lyrics

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Rob Tha God - Behind lyrics

Oh me. Oh my That is a real fat behind That you got right behind ya Oh lord, I'ma have to smash that b**h tonight I'ma smash that b**h right now and a little latter She gon have to leave when we done Cause I ain't f** with No f**ing stranger Just like they said back in 96 You know that I can't Go and save her Just like they said back in 96, you know that I can't save ya Only comin round me cause you wanting all my paper I know how the game goes Met this Spanish chick and all she want was an amigo Before she even knew it she was f**in with a gringo I thought about saving her, but I ain't no baboso All these b**hes coming round me asking for Armani I kick that b**h out my crib after I hit punani They all talk bout Desinger, but I'm more in to Future Call her a** an Uber You know that p**y looser Cause I was in that sh** until the mornin like a rooster So, co*k-a-doodle-doo You rockin belly shirts, but look like Winnie The Pooh You one of them chicks who think you irreplaceable But that's just not the truth Thinkin I love you But I only love your booty We gon make a movie And I'ma play that sh** like some f**in Call of Duty Oh me. Oh my That is a real fat behind That you got right behind ya Oh lord, I'ma have to smash that b**h tonight I'ma smash that b**h right now and a little latter She gon have to leave when we done Cause I ain't f** with No f**ing stranger Just like they said back in 96 You know that I can't Go and save her Bags all be Versace And my Rolex be the watch I said oh my lord I am Rob Tha God They look at my black card They want to max that out But b**h ain't no hard drive; So, yo a** can't get saved I only f** with you cause you got hella cake Titties match your personality; b**h I said you were f**in fake I came through in a f**in wraith I should probably go start a bank On the hill, like my name is Hank Always smokin on propane You lovey dovey when you in my face But talkin sh** at every place That I don't show up at You cryin sayin that You can't afford your rent But that ain't my problem You must think I'm dumb To ask me to save ya But you know that I can't Condone that behavior Go out, get a job b**h And get your own paper Yes, I'm Rob Tha God b**h But I ain't your savior I beat up that p**y Like Conor McGregor But you know that I can't Do whatever the f** you want me to do OK, yeah, you bad b**h, but you ain't boujee Only callin my a** to get the rubies But you know that I ain't no j**ler Telling me to save you But you cannot foul me You know that I'm only tryna hit Cause you got that big ole booty b**h Oh me. Oh my That is a real fat behind That you got right behind ya Oh lord, I'ma have to smash that b**h tonight I'ma smash that b**h right now and a little latter She gon have to leave when we done Cause I ain't f** with No f**ing stranger Just like they said back in 96 You know that I can't Go and save her

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