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Artist/Band: Mobb Deep
Lyrics for Song: Backstage Pass
Lyrics for Album: Blood Money [2006]



[Prodigy]

It seems like, ever since a nigga became multi

Every women on planet Earth got their eyes

On the kid; they all wanna touch

On a nigga skin, they love me so much

They all got P on they brain

And at the show they 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."

Shit, just last month a nigga wasn't shit

Now I finger pop dimes, with diamonds on my fists

Niggaz 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 (woah)



[Hook: Prodigy]

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

[repeat]



[Bridge: 50 Cent]

Shorty what's up? You know you wanna roll with a nigga

I'm trying to fuck - if you decide to go with a nigga

I'll tear it up - in the tele you'll be loving a nigga

I'll work that, work that - yeah, I'll work that, work that



[Havoc]

It's funny how a bitch'll make her way backstage

Harder than the politician on the campaigne

No games baby girl, gotta do the damn thing

Let me see you back it up till you pull a hamstring

Face fuck, 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 fucking

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



[Hook: Prodigy]

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

[repeat]


Album Lyrics: Blood Money [2006]


Mobb Deep
"Blood Money [2006]"


1. Backstage Pass
2. Capital P, Capital H
3. Click Click
4. Creep
5. Daydreamin'
6. Give It To Me
7. Have A Party
8. In Love With The Moulah
9. It's Alright
10. Outta Control (remix)
11. Put 'em In Their Place
12. Smoke It
13. So Ill
14. Speaking So Freely
15. Stole Something
16. The Infamous
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