Backstrokin' Songtext
von Coughee Brothaz

Backstrokin′
Still copin'
I tend to get stressed sometimes
Brotha need more than a dime
I need some money
I need some cash
I need some dollars
I need those ends

Money tight like frog pussy (Damn) it′s waterproof

It ain't no tooth fairy, tell your kids the truth
You wanna survive in this world, you need loot

Life is a game, you wanna score, you gotta shoot
I'm tired of bein′ broke
That′s why I wake up early and deal with the damn folks
They ask me if I wanted some Jordans, I said nope

I'd rather creep in my Cadillac
And let my seat fall back and smoke dro
I gotta get the cheese, the scratch, the cheddar


I need money indeed to make my life better
Suckers sell they soul, women turn into hoes
All because they wanna get they hands on some dough
Backstrokin′, tryin' to keep my head above water
Workin′ 9-to-5, I earn every quarter
Supportin' two sons plus a wife and a daughter
I need my ends like a thief need a lawyer, huh

Backstrokin′
Still copin'
I tend to get stressed sometimes
Brotha need more than a dime
I need some money
I need some cash
I need some dollars
I need those ends

Time after time, I thank God when I pray
As long as I'm breathin′, I′ma chase that pay

Some niggas quit and lose time off the clock
But I punch that bitch, I don't never get docked
My sailboat float, homie, never do a dock


I came from a time where we slept on the block
Shittin′, pissin', eatin′, fartin' and prayin′ on the block
Oh Lord, I hope they don't come and take my guap
'Cause money come slow like an IV drips
So e′ry chance you get, you better stack yo′ grip
I treat money like my kids and I hope they grow
Keep my eye on that ass like a pimp do his ho
And I'm fresh out the oven with a pan full of dough

Movin′ like a turtle, homie, real slow
Scoopin' all that change, nigga, that touch the flo′

Pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters, food stamps and mo'

Like chicks do when they fight, nigga, I scratch for dough
Keep my eyes on the prize and stay opposite of po′
'Cause that's all I know, is how to stay afloat
Bust a backstroke when I′m broke, keep coughin′ in coke, ugh

Backstrokin'
Still copin′
I tend to get stressed sometimes
Brotha need more than a dime
I need some money
I need some cash
I need some dollars
I need those ends

For that dough, niggas pimp hoes

Send folks to your crib and let that MAC-10 blow
Trust me, I know because I been broke
Thoughts of movin' coke
Hearts as cold as the arctic when the wind blows
For that dough, niggas set they own family up

Put a knife blade in they mammy gut

Understand me, cuz, the shit here ain′t nothin' sweet
We never taste defeat, on a mission tryna eat, these heaters skeet
For that dough, niggas go all out
′Cause it's all about cash, clothes and a baller house
If there's a fallin′ out, that′s when people disappear
Let's get it clear, only trust the man in the mirror, no love here

For that dough, I′ve done some wrong in my life
Struggled day and night, don't refuse to lose in this fight
I might stumble but I keep my height
I stand for who I am, no jokin′, right?
'Cause I′m steadily

Backstrokin'
Still copin'
I tend to get stressed sometimes
Brotha need more than a dime
I need some money
I need some cash
I need some dollars
I need those ends

Backstrokin′
Still copin′
I tend to get stressed sometimes
Brotha need more than a dime
I need some money
I need some cash
I need some dollars
I need those ends