Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1999, artist - Big K.R.I.T.. Album song 4eva Is A Mighty Long Time, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BMG Rights Management (US), Multi Alumni
Song language: English
1999 |
Aw yeah |
Drop it for a nigga |
That ass up |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Pipe it up and drop it for me, one mo' time |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it’s lasting |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you |
She say I only love the way she drop it, well maybe so |
She say I’ll probably leave if she don’t pop it, we’ll never know |
Cause she get down on us, scrub the ground on it, with no shame |
Give her time on it, roll around on it, do her thang |
I ain’t, the type to trick but she go hard for the cause |
Type to bust it open wide and have me close down the mall |
We ain’t, gotta take it slow, she’s-a hit the door |
Let it show, for the give and go, get it on the flo' |
Woo, ayy, shake it like you never ever got to shake it |
If pussy popping was a college, she done graduated |
She need a bowl for that ass just to celebrate it |
A lot of clapping and a standing ovation when she |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I’m on time |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it’s lasting |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you |
I be in the streets with my woes |
And I be on the creep all the time with these hoes |
Can’t help that I’m a freak and it shows |
See I be eating pussy, kissing titties, sucking toes |
Million dollar nigga since a youngin |
And if the police coming then I’m runnin |
And if I go to jail then my baby post the bail |
Nigga, nigga, I ain’t worried 'bout nothing |
She got some ugly ass ways |
Aw, but she sure look fine |
She know how to blow my mind |
When she drop that ass for me like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I’m on time |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it’s lasting |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you |
You know I love you shorty, but maybe I’m just kidding |
But the way you pop that, pop that pussy, shit I’m all up in it, tightly fitted |
Bounce that ass up, got to climb up the pole |
If she ever hit the stage, I’ma be at her show |
Cause she my favorite life, favorite type |
That bust it open, bust it baby, but she lay the light |
Ooh, I’m talking head wraps and sun dresses, heels for her flexing |
Ain’t no time she won’t lend me that box, it need stretching |
On the late night |
She got the kind of glove to catch me if the play’s right |
That fly you out, you and that ass have a safe flight |
And I’ma be there when she lands |
Cause she never stood a chance in that bow-legged stance |
Told her back that ass up |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Back that ass up like it’s 1999 |
Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I’m on time |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it’s lasting |
Girl you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah |
Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you |