Backseat Queenz - AMG

Uh… where's my keys?

Ayo, where’s my keys?

Ayo, I.C., yo, you ready to roll?

Rollin' in my Cutlass on Vogues

I watch a sexy girl as she strolls, and yo

I don’t know her, and she don’t know me

But in a few minutes, I’ma get the booty

‘Cause in my car I got the helluva sounds

And when they hear it, I know their panties are coming down

Down down down to their pretty little toes

Come a little closer, I wanna get to know you better

Like last Sunday I rode the ‘shaw

With my nigga Hi-C, or better yet Crawf'

Hoes was all over the place and

Niggas racin', and big beats bassin'

And being the nigga I am, you know I had to scam

To get a little wham-bam-thank you ma’am

Ayo, fuck them all, I had to show the hoe what I mean

Then she turned into a backseat queen

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

I rock Backseat Queens…

Slide that seat all the way back

Stick out your booty and open up your crack

‘Cause I don’t choke when it comes to pokin'

Yo, I’ll leave all the damn doors open

‘Cause if things tend to get outta hand

I’ll put you on the hood and be damn good

AMG, GMA, gangsta mack, ain’t it

I whipped out my dick and all the girls fainted

One by one, two by two

And those who didn’t fall—come on, y’all

Would you like something to eat?

Come on down, let me feel the beat

‘Cause that’s how I’m livin' like

Those who don’t wanna bone, you want me take ya home?

Yeah, bitch (Yeah, hoe, sike)

‘Cause you’ll be one walkin' muthafucka

On a late night stroll like a Compton clucker

And I ain’t even goin' out like that

You better quit frontin' and jump in the back, ‘cause…

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

I rock Back seat Queens, I rock the Back seat Queenz

(G rocks the backseat queen)

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

I rock Backseat Queens…

And while I’m getting the best of the opposite sex

Hey, I like the play all the dope tapes

Eeny-meeny-miney-mo, let me pick a good one

Break out the stick and dip it in the pudding

Honey colored girls with big butts

Ooh, you make my tongue go nuts

And if you’re good to go, to me, that’s a plus

Yo, dick to coochie, and nuts to bust

‘Cause I’m a young nigga (I got a lotta energy)

Pull down your panties (so I can be your friend indeed)

And like Quik said (Girl, I got that feeling)

Don’t be shy (put your feets on the ceiling)

And get into the good old missionary

I bump the coochies, bald or hairy

And eat ‘em on up like a hoe cake

I can’t wait until I get that first taste

But back back back to the gold seat

To make a hoe come within an oldie

And if I do, I can be the newfound king

Getting busy with a gangsta lean on a backseat queen

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

I rock Back seat Queens, I rock the Back seat Queenz

(G rocks the backseat queens)

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

(Get in your cars and vroom…)

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

(I rock the backseat queens, yo, 304 rocks the backseat queens)

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

(Yo, DJ Quik rocks the backseat queens, yo, Second II None rocks the backseat

queens)

I rock Back seat Queens, I rock the Back seat Queenz

(Hi-C rocks the backseat queens, Moe Doe rocks the backseat queens)

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

(Trace and Court rocks the backseat queens, and Greedy Greg rocks the backseat

queens)

I rock Backseat Queens, I rock the Backseat Queenz

Yo, so jump in your rides, uh, roll down the ‘shaw

And get a freak with a big ass, yo…