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Back Stabbers Lyrics - Singles - Grand Puba

Yeah, aight 

2000 representatives comin' to ya 

Yeah, here to talk about a situation you know 

That makes the world go round, check it 

 

It's on that love and hate tape, yaknahmsayin'? 

Be damned if you do, damned if you don't 

But I'ma rap on it a taste, yaknahmsayin'? 

I'ma let honey take it away, check it 

 

It's a thin line between love and hate 

It's a thin line, it's a thin line 

(Yeah, uhh) 

If you feel the vibe, yeah, no doubt 

It's time to set 'em straight 

 

No doubt, check it 

Well, it's four O'clock, in the mornin' 

Just gettin' in, baby love's askin', baby where you been? 

Tryin' to get mine but I've been sittin' waitin' all this time 

 

I got to grab this cream, while I got the chance 

Romance, without finance, you know the rest, baby 

It's just a nuisance, I'm sayin', act like you know 

Nuttin' can't grow if the dough don't flow 

 

But I'm just tryin' to get a-wit you 

Baby, I ain't tryin' to bullshit you 

Why we gotta beef on the same old shit? 

Because your friends you'd rather be with 

 

But when I'm with my friends, I don't go through that 

So you can pack your bags, they already packed 

Well, you ain't really my skin 

And your friends ain't really your friends 

 

They smile in your face 

All the time, they wanna take your place 

The back-stabbers, pocket-grabbers 

They smile in your face 

All the time, they wanna take your place 

The back-stabbers, pocket-grabbers 

 

I told my man that I gave my girl the outs 

Crib to the head, king size bed 

That love shit is dead, so let's call some chicken-heads 

Tell 'em do the spread while we bein hand-fed 

 

We had it goin' for the first two weeks 

I bumped into my ex, and she asked, "Could we speak?" 

I told her, made it quick 

And this is what she kicked, dig it 

 

Hey baby, how you doin'? Fine 

I heard that you and your friends be havin' good times 

No doubt, he come through in the clutch 

That nigga ain't really your friend, what? 

 

I wish you wouldn't trust him so much 

You got a problem? 

I think you really trust him too much 

'Cause he's the best friend, I got, no, he's not! 

 

The last time you went out of town, yeah 

Guess who came creepin' around? Yeah 

Whatchu sayin'? He started sayin' that you're no good for me 

But all that drama wasn't tryin' to see 

 

Talkin' 'bout all the other girls you got 

Oh, the nigga went out like that? Oh shit! 

Steppin' to me, tryin' to blow up the spot 

Tell me boy, is that your friend? No, no, no, damn 

 

It's a thin line, between love and hate 

Love and hate, love and hate 

If you feel the vibe boy, it's time to set him straight 

Oh, I'ma set that nigga straight 

 

It's a thin line boy, between love and hate 

If you take your time, it'll be worth your wait 

 

Boy, I tell you these days 

You don't even know who to trust, yaknahmsayin'? 

That's how love do, that's how hate do, knahmsayin'? 

It's all connected, it's all injected, knahmsayin'? 

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