Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back 2 Back , by - The Beatnuts. Release date: 22.07.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back 2 Back |
| Groovy |
| Haha |
| Dude |
| Put your drinks up |
| Put your drinks up |
| Put your drinks up |
| Put your drinks up |
| Let the beat go |
| Come on |
| Put your l’s up |
| Come on |
| Yeah |
| Say what |
| Big Psych, nigga |
| What’s your name? |
| Call me Les Dibiase, I’m Psycho like a Nazi |
| Playin with a hottie while you home playin Yazzy |
| Camilo on the 1's and 2's movin the party |
| That’s when the waitress brought a Kamikaze |
| I was like, «No! |
| Pass the Courvoisi» |
| 10 minutes later cerveza under the meza |
| She was horny for the pony, so I had to bless her |
| I shot sperm in her perm, I don’t have to tell you |
| I was like, «May the power of Psych compel you» |
| I’m stone crazier than any nigga from Bellview |
| I know you see my monster truck in your rear view |
| Musically I’mma always be the shit |
| I’m not only the producer, I’m the nigga that spit |
| We keep diggin in the crates (back to back) |
| Hittin state after state (back to back) |
| We keep rippin these shows (back to back) |
| We keep spittin these flows (back to back) |
| Coppin drug after drug (back to back) |
| Rockin club after club (back to back) |
| Five million dollar cribs (back to back) |
| And all we do is make hits (back to back) |
| Hip-hop cats, they know I’m the nutty one |
| They don’t wanna buy tracks, they just wanna study them |
| Pull you out the hat like (Hey!) you the lucky one |
| Everything classical, fuck the money, son |
| I got this bad chick uptown, she’s my slutty hon |
| Even on her period we can still have some bloody fun |
| Nuts is back, so spread the rumor |
| Rock this in your set and be a happy consumer |
| Perfect for a bus or a train commuter |
| (D-d-)download if you in front of a computer |
| Spark the buddha, «Get out the way bitch,» like Luda |
| Pull up to Wet Willy’s on a scooter |
| Who the — fuck wan test Psych Les, QU’s finest |
| Once the king puts his thing in the nappy |
| You gon' be like the prince and sing when you’re happy |
| Beatnuts y’all |
| Beatnuts y’all |
| Beatnuts y’all |
| Beatnuuuuuuts |