Ce'j - Get Back

Back back back to reality
I don't even understand why people
They be mad at me
I just be kicking it
Chopping shit with my mans and them
Be chatting bout the bitches that's tripping
That think I'm friends with them
I keep it pushing
I'm grinding
Be on my Nicki shit
A pretty bitch with bars
Got you lusting
Oh yeah she hella thick
And when I spit on that shit
Be sure to watch for the drip
Cause I will body any track
And I'm gone empty the clip
My momma said she worried bout niggas not liking my shit
But I told her
Don't worry ma
Cause I don't write for a simp
So when you listen to me
Better bring a dictionary
Vocabulary extraordinary
Got a degree and shit

Get back if you ain't ready for the war I'm in
Get back if you ain't fuckin with my melanin
Get back if you can't appreciate a bad bitch
One that do the grown
Respect her throne
And got her own shit

When I write yeah I could talk about my pussy
I could talk about the nasty things I do when you ain't looking
This cookie will have you hooked playing hooky
Gone have you stuck acting stushy
Gone have you in the kitchen waiting for me
Baby what's cooking
I call her Chelsea cause after the first four it's a sea
When you see what I can do
I'll have you checking for me
I'll have you paying my bills
And even rubbing my feet
But you can keep all of the love
Just want the L and the V
Louis Vuitton
Prada's Mine
It's the Versace for me
Even when it's time for bed
I'm Gucci down to my feet
All I did was walk in the store and sat my ass in a seat
Flashed him a smile next thing I know
I'm rocking Nike for free
It's not my beauty it's my booty
How it's shaped like a b
Or a p
Or a d
Or how it cups like a c
Either way I got him learning about his alphabet
How to spell face s.e.a.t
Hold up you got it yet
I called up Christian to see if he got my outfit yet
The pretty little dress with Dior in Diamond across the breast
I like expensive shit so if you can't expense some shit
Then quit calling my phone like you Verizon
Can you hear me bitch
It's loud and clear who taking Rookie of the Year
Who bagging bitches with my niggas
Hell yeah I'm one of them women
I like women that's on freaky shit
A man not scared to eat the shit
But I don't got to tell the world my biz for me to make a hit
Cause it's a rap game
The truth is in my rap name
Ce'J is for the knowledge I be spitting on my world stage
I want the world to know
I'm a lyricist on the low
But I'm a bad bitch on all fronts
So a basic bitch got to go

Get back if you ain't ready for the war I'm in
Get back if you ain't fuckin with my melanin
Get back if you can't appreciate a bad bitch
One that do the grown
Respect her throne
And got her own shit

I also noticed that if I ain't toting guns and shit
Then I get less love from the hood
Less than a toxic bitch
If I ain't mumbling on trap beats
Or trapped in the backseat with twelve
Then it's a dub A nigga said he won't bump me
But the proof is in the pen
I'm classified as a rap beast
Anything that comes to mind
I can go write you a sixteen like it was nothing
Bag it up the block is jumping
I got bitches shaking ass
And niggas sniffing round for something
I'm coming
Now I could take you to a time when I was trapping in Brooklyn
Had to pay my rent legit
I told my girl to get cooking
We bought it low and sold it high
They call that turning a profit
But I'm not bragging on that shit
Cause I just call that surviving

Written by:
Cha-Marii Johnson

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