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Da Backseat (Explicit)

Dee Mula
2025-10-172:39 minSynced lyrics

"Da Backseat (Explicit)" is a song by Dee Mula, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:39 long and contains 60 lines and 629 words.

Lyrics

0:00Come on ayy Honcho
0:00It's over with after this junt here
0:03Oh God this junt
0:03This this song right here finna change your life
0:06I'm tellin' you watch this
0:08Off the head this one deep
0:10Uh okay
0:12In the backseat
0:13In the backseat I was huh
0:15I was in the backseat fully chopstick
0:17When they say they was outside I went through there drop shit
0:20He thought he was the man 'til they let me in I stop shit
0:23This nigga bad she can't even fuck me I'm with his opp bitch
0:27Watchin' all my mirrors makin' sure she ain't on opp shit
0:30I press a button the car crank I press a button the door open
0:33Can press a button and blow the city up but l been so focused
0:36And everywhere I go I move militant car trailin' me
0:39Just left early I wasn't feelin' it
0:41When I got locked up asked me for my cash I won't send her shit
0:45She don't buy you nothin' my lil' bitch done bought me plenty shit
0:48She know who she fuckin' push me back Mula that's too much dick
0:51Okay they just let the dogs in
0:53I'm the type to come right back and pull the screen let y'all in
0:56Told me to stay back this time Mula ain't just let y'all spin
0:59You did it wrong next time I gotta be in the car
1:02I can drop this cash and get you knocked off and do it right
1:05I baked this cake my alibi it's topped dog
1:07This bitch head so fire in her house my socks off damn
1:10My chopstick under her pillow her front room is the drop down gang
1:13I'm sippin' Tris these nigga's in here drunk throwed off
1:16All that aggressive ass shit gon' get you rocked closed off
1:19I ain't doin' no fuckin' arguin' just gon' block your road off
1:22Hit you with some fast shit gon' damn near tear your doors off
1:25And I been on these niggas ass since they let me through the door
1:28How you don't know me? Ho you cappin' I done seen you at my show
1:32Nigga try to play with me gon' stop the crowd in this bitch
1:35Tryna show off front of these hoes gon' hear somethin' loud in this bitch
1:38I'm really proud of myself 'cause I changed and you know I changed
1:42If I didn't change you would have been dead bust brains
1:44'Cause at the skating ring we made the biggest niggas tuck chains
1:48Black tee got nut stains how this happen? Got gold chains
1:51She got my name tatted not one but two times
1:54Man this lil' bitch too fine built her from the ground up
1:57Sent the emoji with the sand goin' down your time up
2:00Always trippin' 'bout some shit go check your shoes and tie 'em up
2:03And I was broke but that's fixed
2:05Can't beef about no bitch give her back like an assist
2:08I'm out my shirt just mixed the drugs up these hoes hittin'
2:11I can't never cut her off know how to suck dick
2:14Reminicin' 'bout her I don't hear nothin' 'bout this ho spittin'
2:17Cut the traction off on the cat skrrt love gettin' nasty
2:20My nigga sellin' his trap house smashin'
2:23Why you tryna go to war and broke? I'm just askin'
2:26I just wanna know before we put you in that casket
2:29Uh ayy Lil B how much beat we got left?
2:31You got 'bout twenty seconds left
2:32Okay and that's how long it takes
2:33When we pull up and let these fullies out
2:35Been in that car still in that car get out that car you're rapper nigga
2:39I am not no fuckin' rapper you know I'm a smacker nigga
Come on ayy Honcho
It's over with after this junt here
Oh God this junt
This this song right here finna change your life
I'm tellin' you watch this
Off the head this one deep
Uh okay
In the backseat
In the backseat I was huh
I was in the backseat fully chopstick
When they say they was outside I went through there drop shit
He thought he was the man 'til they let me in I stop shit
This nigga bad she can't even fuck me I'm with his opp bitch
Watchin' all my mirrors makin' sure she ain't on opp shit
I press a button the car crank I press a button the door open
Can press a button and blow the city up but l been so focused
And everywhere I go I move militant car trailin' me
Just left early I wasn't feelin' it
When I got locked up asked me for my cash I won't send her shit
She don't buy you nothin' my lil' bitch done bought me plenty shit
She know who she fuckin' push me back Mula that's too much dick
Okay they just let the dogs in
I'm the type to come right back and pull the screen let y'all in
Told me to stay back this time Mula ain't just let y'all spin
You did it wrong next time I gotta be in the car
I can drop this cash and get you knocked off and do it right
I baked this cake my alibi it's topped dog
This bitch head so fire in her house my socks off damn
My chopstick under her pillow her front room is the drop down gang
I'm sippin' Tris these nigga's in here drunk throwed off
All that aggressive ass shit gon' get you rocked closed off
I ain't doin' no fuckin' arguin' just gon' block your road off
Hit you with some fast shit gon' damn near tear your doors off
And I been on these niggas ass since they let me through the door
How you don't know me? Ho you cappin' I done seen you at my show
Nigga try to play with me gon' stop the crowd in this bitch
Tryna show off front of these hoes gon' hear somethin' loud in this bitch
I'm really proud of myself 'cause I changed and you know I changed
If I didn't change you would have been dead bust brains
'Cause at the skating ring we made the biggest niggas tuck chains
Black tee got nut stains how this happen? Got gold chains
She got my name tatted not one but two times
Man this lil' bitch too fine built her from the ground up
Sent the emoji with the sand goin' down your time up
Always trippin' 'bout some shit go check your shoes and tie 'em up
And I was broke but that's fixed
Can't beef about no bitch give her back like an assist
I'm out my shirt just mixed the drugs up these hoes hittin'
I can't never cut her off know how to suck dick
Reminicin' 'bout her I don't hear nothin' 'bout this ho spittin'
Cut the traction off on the cat skrrt love gettin' nasty
My nigga sellin' his trap house smashin'
Why you tryna go to war and broke? I'm just askin'
I just wanna know before we put you in that casket
Uh ayy Lil B how much beat we got left?
You got 'bout twenty seconds left
Okay and that's how long it takes
When we pull up and let these fullies out
Been in that car still in that car get out that car you're rapper nigga
I am not no fuckin' rapper you know I'm a smacker nigga

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