Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back It Up, artist - Grand Puba.
Date of issue: 26.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back It Up |
«easy back it up» |
Yeah yeah yeah the Reel to Reel |
«easy back it up» |
Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo |
«easy back it up» |
Kid Capri flippin shit the way it’s 'SPOSED to be |
«easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
And this how we gon' bump this off yo |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
Hey! |
Kid Capri, here’s the resume for the day |
Check the prognosis |
Here’s your daily dosage |
Check the 411 on how we flip it |
Grab a bag of boom, and a 40, and just sip it |
Grand Puba, Kid Capri is on that new shit |
In ninety-two aiyyo this is how we flip shit |
Don’t be alarmed if we start to drop a bomb |
Drop a bomb |
Drop a bomb like some shit in Vietnam |
Prepare yourself, cause here we come, if you ready or not |
Cold bouncin in the joint, makin hotties hot |
Grand Puba comes to hit it on the right spot |
Kid Capri, cashin in on the jackpot |
So |
Here we go |
Flip the show |
Get the dough |
Get the dough? |
GET THE DOUGH!!! |
Yo you know how that shit go |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
Wow, yeah check test check |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
Dig it y’all |
BACK IT UP! |
First things first, here goes the opposite of worst |
Slid out my mother’s ass, looked at the nurse, and kicked a verse |
This ain’t my man Heav’s joint, so shit, here’s a curse |
For those who got stuck, well kuff means FUCK! |
That’s what I like to do after the Puba makes a buck |
For those who say I suck well then step up and push your luck |
You’re aced out, now your assed-out, I still hit joints |
Til they pass out, at three o’clock I let my MC class out (UH!) |
So keep a clear focus, cause I say hocus pocus |
That’s all I have to say to make the mob swarm like locusts (YEAH!) |
Then I climb the bridge, push Uptown to the Bruckner |
To the Harlem River Drive to pick up Ali at the Rutgers |
Then we chatta-nagga-noogi, to go pick up Stud Doogie. |
«easy back it up» |
Ha hah, so all you Grand Puba wannabees |
You better pack it up «easy back it up» |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
«huh, easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
«huh, easy back it up» |
Now dig it |
Here’s the kid, never did a bid |
Never hit skid, check out the shit I did |
Live in the Bronx, born in Brooklyn |
Chilled in Manhattan never got my shit tooken |
I’m easy on the flex, you know my shit is right |
We’re goin on a flight, so hold on tight |
Kid Capri is on point with my man Grand Puba |
If suckers try to flex they’ll get twisted like a tuba |
Never cause trouble, that’s not my style |
Always on the move, stack papes by the pile |
I’m crazy on the low, but I go places though |
I always do a show so you know I got dough |
Girls try to sweet talk, but bullshit walk |
For those who try to hawk I stab clit like a fork |
I’m very intelligent, so don’t try to play me |
Try to press the issue and I’ll bust that ass baby |
I’m thick like a shake, very high yella |
Describe Kid Capri, Uptown’s big fella |
So now you know the flavor, and please do me a favor |
Stay your ass out my path, cause I snap you like a gator, later |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
«huh, easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
«huh, easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
«huh, easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
«Back it up, huh, easy back it up» |
«huh, easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
BACK IT UP! |
BACK IT UP! |
BACK IT UP! |
«easy back it up» |
BACK IT UP! |
BACK IT UP! |
BACK IT UP! |
BACK IT UP! |
*fades* |