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letra de rendezvous - ceo trayle

rendezvous lyrics
[intro]
ayy
(dun deal on the track, yeah)
ayy
glock party, it’s a rendezvous (poseidon)
n-gga, who you playin’? i stalk my ho like kanye too
hahahahahahahaha
yeah
ayy

[chorus]
it’s a glock party, n-gga, it’s a rendezvous
who you kiddin’? n-gga, i stalk my ho like kanye too
d-mn, hating on me, act like how they do
it’s an ape out the cage and can’t find they zoo
i ain’t write that sh-t, turn the page, i ain’t write this too
they don’t like what i say, they don’t like me too

[verse]
she was too piped on day one, she piped day two
big backdoor ain’t in your town, my n-gga say who?
yeah, running with the convicts, the criminals too
my b-tch loyal like lebron b-tch, her hips, they move
i didn’t comе in through the front door, the backdoor was open
is that pеtrol you smoking?
yeah, his necklace on a ocean
say, b-tch, show me devotion
she just popped e, she rolling
my la b-tch west coastin’
stupid new york b-tch be ghosting
she say, “c4 you be smelling good,” b-tch, that ain’t just lotion
you know i was drinking wockhardt, b-tch, we call it potion
perc-15 after perc-15, i might overdose it
watch, put the fentanyl in tings, k!ll you with a dosage
n-gga, what you smoking? is you smoking skunk?
that weed i saw you posted, n-gga, you was posting bunk
yeah, he was talking crazy, i left him in my trunk
yeah, and then i calmed back down and then picked up my son
they say the jakes want big ol’ backdoor, he on the run
they say my shooter ain’t gon’ shoot for me, he on a bond
ayy, do not look at c4 stupidly, he own a gun
and you’d think rocko was his daddy, he a ficking don, yeah
1080 shots, you ever f-ck with dun
i whipped out all my mama pots, i whipped in front my mom
yeah, i want my pockets big as pun, future brighter than the sun
they say, “don’t catch no bodies, backdoor, just keep rapping and you won”
mama wished the preacher man could save me
this straight drop glass, pay me
and you know rapping saved me
i was running from task daily
i was going way faster than eighty
ever seen a trackhawk spin?
police don’t even try to chase me
pick up my lil’ b-tch, she ate me
know these f-ck n-ggas hate me
they gon’ always hate me
big backdoor mcgrady, call me tracy
‘fore i shoot the ball, i shake ’em
came from plastic plating
now we got glass, n-gga, your casket waiting
i done mastered patience
but you know backdoor still like satan
it ain’t no party ‘less we get these k’s in
they say birmingham like grayson
i get to swerving down, these b-tches chasing
told my b-tch i could pick replacements
told these n-ggas i could pick replacements
i been dolo, too much g-y sh-t
back in my kitchen, i sit and weigh sh-t
scr-ping these pots, acting like i make sh-t
yeah, going back to the basics, but
it’s more money involved, b-tch
i’m from where murders don’t get solved, b-tch
all it take one call, blitz
blind to the sh-t, ray charles, b-tch
i was in the war, my scars itch
these f-ck n-ggas on soft sh-t, uh
backdoor, backdoor

- ceo trayle

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