Back It Up
310babii, Bia
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Damn, like that, okay Back it up, let me see you back it up (what?) I beat it up, yeah, I like the way she f*ck (what?) You walkin' 'round smellin' money, that's us (ugh) I'm seein' she ain't come to play, back it up (oh, shit) Back it up, let me see you back it up (baow, baow, baow) I beat it up, yeah, I like the way she f*ck (baow, baow, baow) You walkin' 'round smellin' money, that's us (what?) I'm seein' she ain't come to play, back it up (yeah) I told her bring it back (ayy), she know I'm havin' racks (ayy) I'm somewhere smokin' thrax (yop), I told her arch her back (yop) Told her don't throw it too close, 'cause I'll hit it (home run) Throwin' cash in the air, on the floor, bitches strippin' (shit) She a city girl the way she actin' up (ooh) Back it up, mack truck (beep, beep) Next week, I'm on the next slut (yeah) I'm up late night, summertime, don't give a f*ck (give a f*ck, nigga) Let me see you back it up one more time (one more time) Let me see you put an arch in your spine (yeah) Lift your legs up, I'ma grab it from behind (oh, shit, again) I want them to back it up one more time, rewind (rewind) Back it up, let me see you back it up (what?) I beat it up, yeah, I like the way she f*ck (damn, bia, bia, uh) You walkin' 'round smellin' money, that's us (ugh, uh) I'm seein' she ain't come to play, back it up (yeah) Tell me who the f*ck want it? Last week, made five hunnid Don't stress me, I'm blunted (cash) Can't outdress these garments (sheesh) Don't press me 'bout nothin' (uh-uh) I'll come press this button In the session gettin' situated (rrah) Said I wasn't really her, but then they imitated (huh?) Tryna get me out the DM, but he never made it Heard you made that lil' song, but we don't never play it (we don't never play that shit) Alright, okay, that's true (okay) Finna make this nigga chest hurt Apply for a job, stop tryna apply pressure You bitches quiet as a Tesla (shh) 310 in the club before he start his first semester Back it up, let me see you back it up (what?) I beat it up, yeah, I like the way she f*ck (damn) You walkin' 'round smellin' money, that's us (ugh) I'm seein' she ain't come to play, back it up (yeah) Tell her back it, back it, back it (back it up, back it up) Alright, now they turnt up They warmed up now, let me go 'head Okay (yeah, back it up) I need a f*ck-it-up bitch who don't play 'bout her money (yeah, f*ck it up, don't play with it) Alright (don't play with it) I need a f*ck-it-up bitch- you turnt up now, right? (Shee) Okay (how we doin'? How we comin'? You know I don't play 'bout my fuckin' money) yeah I need a f*ck-it-up bitch Two hoes shakin' ass, one Blood, one Crip Crip bitch fuckin' it up, she said, "Call me the baddest citch" (damn, damn) Blood bitch goin' brazy, I don't know which one to pick (yeah) Yeah, the Inglewood bitch bad, but the neighborhood bitch the shit
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Written by: Kameron Joshua Milner
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