Backstage Pass Lyrics - Blood Money - Mobb Deep

(feat. 50 Cent) 

(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) 

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(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 

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(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)