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    C-Bo / Lyrics

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    "Behind the Scenes" Lyrics

    C-Bo feat. Yukmouth

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    [Yukmouth]
    Nigga East Oakland
    Where niggas be posted all night long
    Hoping they still smoking like Cheech and Chong
    To each his own
    Never leave home without my heat or chrome
    Strapped like a beeper on my hip
    Ready to flip when the heat is on
    Hop in the Lac with Axl Foley
    Presidential Roley make niggas want to hold me for ransom
    And some bitches know me
    My niggas told me
    Them bitches love holding pockets
    Get out a pocket
    I'll knock your jaw out your socket
    Then squash this
    Fold up a little S-see
    Best be on my see-H-E-S-T
    If niggas test me
    Let's see
    Which nigga gonna meet Elvis Presley
    Best be like what up my niggas let up like a Nestles Crunch
    And start to punch niggas
    Soon they gonna crunch
    Fall on the dance floor
    Haul off your ass into my hands slow
    Get the show cancelled
    No Hansel and Gretel in the ghetto just to let you know

    [Chorus:]
    [Cool Nutz] Behind the scenes
    [Yukmouth] All that glitter and gold
    Yo that nigga ain't swolled
    [Cool Nutz] Behind the scenes
    [Yukmouth] Lights, camera, action
    anything to get the greenery stacking
    [Cool Nutz] Behind the scenes

    Repeat 1x
    [Cool Nutz]
    Now what makes the motherfucking world go round?
    You can sit back relax to my ghetto sound
    This is for the hoes, niggas
    Money and the yay
    It gets mega trifling when your struggling and your striving
    Surviving
    I'm stuck to the strip for my grip
    Penitentiary chances for my cash advances
    What's my stances?
    Brings this to your hood late night for the trip gold hund's
    I want my fetty in tons
    Gangs and guns
    Five thousand stash what the sum
    A nickel slick nigga and I'm up with the sun
    So what you got for me cooking in the kitchen
    Two birds hella sift got my motherfucking palms itching
    So scandalous and my east coast dunns
    Shit foaming and bubbling
    For my money and the doubling
    Respect that the Yak track got me caught up
    All this "D" and the scrilla ain't never enough
    I pop my title like cash I'm in this game for a Franklin
    Serious rap shit got a young nigga banking
    Street stanking
    Motherfuckers know what I mean
    Low-key
    Plastered to the wall I'm behind the scenes

    [Chorus:]
    [Poppa LQ]
    Italian link flooded diamonds
    Started off that Crystal and budded
    My neighborhood I love it
    I'm never above it
    I stays true to it
    Better flew in like fluid
    I'm knowing how to do it
    And partner I've been through it
    Sure I'm improving I'm the coldest thing moving
    I had some confrontation with some cocky-ass Cuban
    He said some black squabbling for some cheddar
    And then he had to deepen and dict the vendetta
    Well anyway I gave my baby mamma my Buretta
    And told her that some Cubans might try to come get her
    But meanwhile I'm a try to peel them first
    But if they invade let your heater disperse
    Cock it back bang, bang and do your thing girl
    Let them know what's going down in your world
    I want a woman with smarts
    I want a woman with heart
    That won't hesitate to blow your buster ass apart

    [Chorus:]
    [Jiboh]
    Now who makes moves like chess?
    Pack heat like a sauna
    My bang bang clears your whole corner
    Lights, camera, action
    The bomb make my boogie make me hot like coal Braxton
    I be taxing niggas like Uncle Sam
    My red laser beam make you do the running man
    A hundred miles an hour top speed you shouldn't of fucked with
    The shorty lunatic
    And fuck who you with
    You should have came with your whole army
    Now your duct taped buck naked walking home with no car keys
    Yeah you're swoll like Lou Ferigno
    But all that shine like glitter it ain't gold
    See my crew laced in the finest
    Matching Lamborghini and diamonds
    I pack the jam
    Make niggas say oh damn
    Jiboh so cool

    [Chorus:]
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Stephen H. Scott.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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