Songtext Hit it from da back Juicy J

Hit it from da back

Shawty I ain't trying to be to, [?] the absence is yours
I just heard stories about that glorious inventory wondered
to see what you have in store
I could be a freak if I need to be, I'm saying I could
please your needs
[?] toys and things [?] cause they can't even compete with
me
If I ain't precise and you ain't suffice and I make time if
I got to
But before you get [?] at me, you need to get inside you

Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back

Hey, what to do love? Wassup, babe? Hold time, I ain't ready
about the foreplay
I'm a just shoot like Marc Scorsay
See, understand my forte,
See, home makes you up, let me smear your make up
Before I break you off, can I taste your love and let you up
You always fuck before you go, let me make you come
I make that run like a faucet, and I'm patient, I don't
force it
And I ain't playing for your courtship, cause Wale's been on
that boss shit
Got a tattoo with your ex man but I will make you say it's
sure shit
That's my shit but I parallel on her private, and I got this
Shawty go ahead, slide them, she ride it till she's tired
I inspire loss of panties, she's got that awesome shit, I
pork a bitch until I pull a hammy

Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back

I'm his 32 don't try to holler with them dollars [?]
Catch me popping bottles in the corner what about is it?
He wanna lick the kitty cat, got him playing [?]
Gotta get that paper, if you wanna get with it
I'm coming from a city dead, really like the doe we be
He [?] a heart attack life's with it he follow that
Cause I got the hardest rap, plus I spit the coldest blood
I be there on my tipsy toes, [?] let it go
[?] question [?] we fly as fuck, bbs is in the chain
If you hear me, know my name
You fuck you would evade
Cock is some shrink, he name trying to holler less this
dollar about a chain

Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back
I love but you get smoke that kush that's down to get real
high
And want a ride in my car, she's suckin' my dick bone dry
Long as she's fuckable, I don't care if she's that fine
Longer she pay me in weaves, weed, liquor and wine
I like the way she dance, bounce that ass, break that back
Let me take my 2 fingers and play round with that pussycat
I know it's dripping wet, stupid wet, let's do it, let's
take some patron shots
If you can, jump on it, and ride my dick like I've never had
done before
Do it like a stripper, anything you want I'm by the store
Call off the showroom floor
You know I'm stupid rich but you can't be mine
And that nigga's bitch too

Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sat upon my mat
Woman gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back, hit it
from the back,
I can hit it from the back
Why lady.