back it up on me) [Chorus] Back it up, shawty, back it up for me Back it up, shawty, back it up for me Put it up and then you'll see just what it do
gonna need protection ?back it up on me. Back it up shawty, back it up for me, Wanna ..untill you see you do it for me, Back it up shawty, back it up
Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong) Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill
tank of gas, I'm 85 Southbound It's a long ass way, I'm from the 20 side of thangs She said it's dead serious, hot like some lighter flames Oh you know
trunk than my ride can handle Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat and when I pull up to the club
not about to and just keep rhymin one sylibil. Aww. Switch it up, and watch them haters not give it up cuz ya just not good enough. Well I'm not giving up
even twenties I'm throwin' quarters, nickels, dimes, pennies up at skinnies Man I do this for them bunnies up at Denny's From the north, east and west, but when It
lawn mower out on the dang lawn And he laid all up underneath it with the thing on Then he took his pants, he took every fuckin' thing off Everything, except his tank
s cool with it Don't stand there and look stupid at me bitch I ain't in the mood for this shit Get my kit, Google it till it pops up Ya'll are so motherfucking
Dre just let it run Ay yo turn the beat up a little bit Ay yo, this song is for anyone Fuck it just shut up and listen Ay yo I sit back with this
thong Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong) Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm Now go over there and blow up Dru
I’m just doper than all boy, I’m that boy boy, them boys them no up to par I just show up go up to the stage and blow up the spot, there aint no boy who
this body parts Your ugly bitch But you ain't brought no Hennessy man And we did bring the Hennessy It was the one with pork in it We don't drink
got the keys Farewell to mediocrity Kicking off the cruise-control And turning up the radio Got just enough religion And a half tank of gas come on,
mic back I put down my pistol and boy they get slapped But it ain't even fun cause I know he won't fight back Cain't leave the streets, they love me
bustin back in '90 hope you got from the shots Put it down for the town and I gang wit us St. Louis did it derty, throw yo hood up did you know we from
, have listened to it, my girl, yo, she'd be pissed if she knew about this visit... She had a tank top on, I took her tank top off, but should've stopped
