Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Backyard Boogie , by - Mack 10. Song from the album California Love, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.08.2010
Record label: Rud pixels
Song language: English
Backyard Boogie |
| Saturday morning at the crack of sunrise |
| Thank the man upstairs for lettin' me open my eyes |
| It’s a whole new game for me like T-Lee |
| It’s nine-seven now and I’ma stay sucka free |
| Thinkin' about all my homeboys behind bars |
| As I crease up my khakis and lace up my stars |
| And everythang is straight I’m in the full zone |
| Gettin' paper every day, it’s all I’m trippin' on |
| 'Cause ain’t nothin' like a rag in Californ-i-a |
| With the top back, rollin' on a hot sunny day |
| It’s one-oh, fo'-sho', and I’m clownin' all the rookies |
| With a pocket full of cookies |
| And mashi’n to the backyard boogie |
| Get yo' boogie on |
| And then we comin' wit that |
| Backyard boogie oogie oogie (yeah) |
| Backyard boogie oogie oogie (it's all about that) |
| Backyard boogie oogie oogie (unh) |
| Backyard boogie oogie oogie (it's the backyard boogie) |
| Backyard boogie oogie oogie |
| Verse Two: |
| Now just throw yo hands up high in the sky |
| Representin' where you from cause it’s West till I die |
| Put it down anywhere, take thangs for what they worth |
| Been a rider since birth, and the earth is my turf |
| So I bails in the party, everythang is cool |
| It’s niggas in the hood I ain’t seen since high school |
| And everybody gots stripes cause we all paid dues |
| Crips, Damus, and other clicks and crews |
| Just gettin' they boogie on, hoochie bitches gettin' loose |
| It kinda remind me of the truce in nine-deuce |
| I’m even kickin' back, and I’m usually chicken hawkin |
| The Bloods shootin' dice, and the Crips are C-walkin |
| Now the party is jumpin', and the crowd’s gettin' bigger |
| Looked up and saw four hoes to every nigga |
| And it’s off the hook, got ya grindin' and humpin' |
| 'Cause the backyard boogie be bumpin' |
| (Unh, straight from Inglewood, and you know that it’s all good |
| You can put that on yo' hood, everyday |
| And we comin with that) |
| Verse Three |
| Now it’s out of control, and everywhere you look |
| Ain’t nothin' but real niggas, the bustas got shook |
| And everybody left with the whole hustla bang |
| And Daisy Dukes and khakis do seem to be the thang |
| You choose or you lose while you conversatin' |
| Enough cock to go around, so ain’t no playa hatin' |
| I want homegirl over there in red |
| Cause Baby Got Backs like Mix-a-Lot said |
| When I keep my composure, kick back like a pro |
| Cause Mack one-oh just refuse to save a ho |
| But it’s a done deal, locked up throw away the key |
| 'Cause she gonna leave a backyard boogie with me |
| (Get yo' boogie on, yeah |
| Get yo' boogie on, Inglewood |
| Get yo' boogie on, Inglewood, pause |
| Get yo' backyard boogie on) |
| Outro-Chorus |
| Straight from Inglewood, and you know that it’s all good |
| You can put that on yo' hood, everyday |
| Mackness, mackness, unh! |
| Get yo' boogie on, get yo' boogie on |
| Get yo' boogie on, nigga get yo' boogie on |
| Get yo' boogie on, get yo' boogie on baby, pause |
| Get yo' backyard boogie on |
| Gangstas don’t dance we boogie |
| Niggas run out and get yo' cookies |
| Gangstas don’t dance we boogie |
| Mack 10 ain’t no motherfucker rookie |
| Backyard boogie oogie oofie |