Letras:
Pack The Backseat

imma bust her in my new car uh in da backseat in da backseat in da backseat imma bust her in my new car uh in da backseat in da backseat in da backseat

in the spot and see tonight we have a pack house We all in the building and it's rocking like a crack house All the sexy women wearing dresses with their backs

heal each other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed

Verse 3] Ay yo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that Poet for rap, wrote backs that most

I'm just a bartender, and I don't like my work, but I don't mind the money at all. I see lots of sad faces and lots of bad cases of folks with their backs

be moving too quickly My suitcases simply too full for the closing of pants, shirts and kisses all packed in a hurry Two best-selling paper backs

my only friend Remember when we used to park On Butler Street out in the dark Remember when we lost the keys And you lost more than that in my backseat

way you know they win or lose You know money talks Your eyes they ain't so blue You love to watch the green-backs walk You got a five-buck side-pack

the eulogy After that I usually, bumped into her shoppin for jewerly Her bodyguard screwin me, I gave her my math Ain't nothin new to me, blowin backs out, six-pack